The ironic thing about London? It has a funny way of growing on you… (I’m embarrassed to say) I didn’t care for it much
when my first visit consisted of 24/7 tourist traps. It wasn’t until I made the move for work and swirled into the culture
that I fell in love with the city. The rich history, charming mews, brunching weekends and international friends…
I never thought I could feel so in my element in a place that is not home.
The pride I saw in my coworkers who shared their country’s traditions sparked such interest in me. Suddenly, tourist
traps weren’t so unappealing, and I spent weekends busing around town or strolling through museums.
As with any city, having everything in your backyard makes it an adventurer’s dream.
A few things that became favorites:
- Weekend brunch in Notting Hill (Farmgirl Cafe is darling… Eggbreak’s cornflake french toast is unreal)
- Spontaneous tickets to West End shows (find cheap, last minute tickets here)
- Columbia Road Flower Market (randomly ran into Emma Watson here… keep your eyes peeled! 😉 )
- Churchill War Rooms (underground, beneath Westminster in Churchill’s actual bunkers. Super interesting!!)
- Picnics in Hyde Park (grab a Roasted Salmon Salad @ Serpentine Bar & Kitchen)
- Relaxing at Kew Gardens
- Following the walks/adventures in this book
- Taking my time browsing through Liberty (any Anthropologie lover’s d-r-e-a-m !!)
