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When it comes to hair, I follow the same rule I use for nails—if you can, get it done in the US. However, sometimes a girl just can’t wait around for a family wedding as an excuse to go back to America and get her highlights done. Still, I
suggest waiting as long as you possibly can between each visit to the salon. If you get fewer, thicker highlights, they’ll look more natural when the roots begin to show, not to mention that using fewer chemicals is healthier for your hair. I’ve been to what seems like a
billion
London salons seeking out a colorist whom I trust with my tresses, and I finally found a color team that I can safely recommend: Four London,
www.fourlondon.com
. They’re based in Mayfair, and the business is owned and operated entirely by women. They do such a great job I only need to go four times a year. PS: Tipping £5–10 is perfectly fine.

London Transportation

Parking your car in London costs more than the minimum wage. There are people in London working in McDonald’s who can look out their windows and see parking meters earning more than they do.

—S
IMON
E
VANS

The good news is that you absolutely don’t need a car to live in London. Considering that I endured more than sixty hellish hours of UK driving lessons and failed my UK driving test three times before finally passing, this is actually
fantastic
news. (Even still, the last time I got behind the wheel on the wrong side of the road was the day I passed this aforementioned test.) It will shock you how fast you get over not having a car in your life (and how long it will take you to stop getting into a car on the wrong side).

The Tube

London has a wonderful public transport system. Unlike the subway system in Manhattan (which scares the hell out of me), the London Underground (aka “the tube”) is clean, well lit, safe, and easy to understand for people like me who are terrible at reading maps. However, the tube map is not at all to scale, and going underground throws things way out of proportion. (For weeks I was changing trains at Queensway to get to Bayswater when all I had to do was walk ten seconds down the street to get from one to the other.) So when you first arrive in London, try to walk the city as much as you can to get a feel for how the various neighborhoods connect. (But don’t forget to look
left
when crossing the street!)

NOTE : If you travel five days a week, it is significantly cheaper to buy an annual travel card rather than a daily, weekly, or monthly ticket—most employers will loan you the cash up front. You also receive a significant discount if you are a full-time student.

I love commuting by tube, because the people watching is
amazing
, and unlike driving, which requires exhausting mental concentration, the tube allows you to read or sleep on the way to work. My only advice would be to bring a bottle of water with you on a hot day, have some ballet flats in your bag in case you don’t get a seat, and depending on what time you commute, prepare to get up close and personal. (My friend often jokes that personal space in England simply means that someone is not standing
on
you.) Always let passengers get off the train before you get on, and
always
give up your seat to the elderly, the pregnant, and the disabled. Don’t panic when they announce over the intercom that there is “a body under the train.” Apparently, there is at least one suicide per day on the London train network (I blame all that gray weather)—when this
fact annoys you more than it disturbs you, you have officially become a true Londoner.

The tube is also a great venue for feasting your eyes on cute boys. (As ever, keep your eyes peeled for gold signet rings.) That said, I’m head over heels in love with a new website—it’s nothing short of pure genius, and I’m not afraid to say that I vote almost weekly:
http://tubecrush.net/
. Here you can view page after fantastic page of English guys going about their daily lives—totally unaware of the joy they are bringing to their fellow passengers.

The Bus

Taking the bus is even cheaper than taking the tube and only slightly more difficult to navigate. (Many commuters prefer the bus because they can gaze out the window at London’s beautiful scenery rather than gaze across the aisle at the tube’s eclectic passengers.) And you haven’t lived until you’ve experienced a London night bus at least once—sometimes they are parties all unto themselves.

Note: The number 11 bus is excellent for sightseeing and much cheaper than the “official” red tour buses.

Taxis

I believe that it was Jerry Seinfeld who quipped that the only qualification required to become a New York taxi driver is a face. This is not the case for London taxis. You will find that London black cabs are things of beauty—they are clean, have plenty of headroom, all the doors are attached, they can hold up to five people, the drivers always speak English, and—get this—the drivers always know exactly where they are going. This is because all
licensed London taxi drivers must pass a test called “The Knowledge” before they are allowed to work behind the wheel. They must
memorize
320 routes in and around the capital, as well as all the landmarks and places of interest along these routes. They actually pride themselves on not needing maps—that’s how good they are. The downside is that cabs (especially at night) are expensive. To save money, after a big night out, arrange to split the fare with your friends, and if you don’t all live in the same area, take turns sleeping over at one another’s flat. It’s cheaper, and compared to drunkenly venturing home by yourself at three in the morning, it’s also safer.

Always emerge from a taxi (or any car for that matter) with your knees together, bringing your legs from the car to the pavement in one swift, graceful motion.

Mini Cabs

Do not get into any unlicensed “mini cab”—these drivers will come up to you, point to a normal-looking car, and try to offer you a cheap ride home. When you’re drunk and tired (and broke), taking them up on their offer can be really tempting—but please don’t risk it. Don’t get into a car with a stranger! A safer option is to prearrange a
licensed
mini cab to pick you up at the end of the night—not only are they cheaper than black cabs, but no hailing is required, because they will be waiting for you when you tumble out the nightclub door.

My favorite mini cab company is Green Tomato Cars,
www.greentomatocars.com
. Their fleet is made up entirely of eco-friendly hybrids. It’s nice to know that after hours of damaging your liver, at least you’re not damaging the environment on the way home.

Going Out

It is not what we have but what we enjoy that constitutes our abundance.

—J
OHN
P
ETIT
-S
ENN

In my twenties I made very little money (not to mention I had a mountain of student loans to pay off). Still, every Thursday, Friday, and Saturday night, my friend Hattie and I would head straight to London’s most fashionable nightspots, stroll confidently up to the bar in our best high heels, and order a glass of champagne as if we were dazzling London socialites…

HOW TO HAVE A FULL NIGHT ON AN ALMOST EMPTY WALLET:

When it came to nights out in London, my friend Hattie and I had a pact: We would each buy one round of drinks (which meant two drinks each). After that, if guys hadn’t offered to buy us a third drink, we would call it a night, save our money and go home. (Lucky for us, we never had to go home.) I’m categorically
not
advising you to prostitute yourself for a free martini—but if you’re single and looking for flirtatious fun, there is no point in buying all your own drinks when London is full of cute boys who are perfectly happy and able to buy them for you.

I’m a big proponent of pre-drinking. I’m not suggesting you arrive at the bar/club slurring, but having an affordable glass (or two) of wine at home means you won’t require expensive cocktails later in the evening. (Note: This only works
if you pre-drink in moderation; otherwise you will be too drunk to care if you are buying expensive cocktails later in the evening.)

Go to every single party you are invited to. Drinks (and sometimes canapés) are free, and you never know where the evening will lead you. It was not uncommon for me to go to a house party, a bar, and a members club in a single evening without paying for a single alcoholic beverage.

When you
are
buying the drinks, order drinks without mixers (a flute of champagne, a glass of good wine, a classic martini) for the simple reason that strong, pure drinks last longer. All those fruity cocktails are kind of silly anyway—teach yourself to appreciate the grown-up taste of real liquor—the iciness of imported vodka, the smokiness of single malt scotch, the creaminess of bourbon. Even better, learn to love a perfectly mixed martini.

Be thankful for London’s licensing laws. American bars make it all too easy to keep drinking through the night—even if you have to get up for work in the morning. But most pubs and bars in London stop serving alcohol at 11 p.m. This may sound like a downer, but it’s actually a great excuse to catch the last train home,
3
get some sleep, stop spending money, and not roll into the office with a hangover. If it’s Friday or Saturday night, you’ll probably want to continue the revelry at another club or late night bar—but at least “last
orders” allows you to stop and reassess your evening, meaning there is less of a chance of accidently staying out till two in the morning.

Never go home with a boy to save money on cab fare. I actually know of girls who have done this, and I think it’s ridiculous. Go home with a boy for any silly reason you want—just don’t make it an economic one.

Go to the theater! London boasts one of the best theater scenes in the world (many plays start here before heading to Broadway), and getting last-minute standby tickets is surprisingly easy, not to mention one of the better bargains in the city. Personally, I love getting cheap “box seats”—the view is only slightly restricted and you get to sit exactly where the royals were sitting less than a hundred years ago. Of course while I’m up there, I occasionally wave to my “subjects,” pretending that nothing has changed.

Stay in at least three nights a week—that way you can’t spend money even if you want to. My chosen nights were Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. Even if I was invited out on these nights, I’d refuse or suggest we reschedule. If it was something I couldn’t possibly turn down, I’d make myself stay in on Wednesday or Thursday to compensate. Not only were these nights my money-saving nights, they were my
healthy
nights. I’d go to the gym, I’d have a big (cheap) salad for dinner, and not a drop of alcohol would pass my lips.

Acquire a GBF (gay best friend) or two. They are always good-looking, always intelligent, and always successful—and you can always count on them to buy you dinner. The downside is you can’t marry them.

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