Yesterday we had a day trip to London and as per usual, it was awesome.
London is an international hub for all things business. Yet everyone belongs. People go to London to stand out, but equally it is one of the only places in the world where one can truly disappear. It is not always pleasant, agreeable, cheerful or easy, but always magnificent.
Several people have said to me that going to London in ‘times like these’ is dangerous, even foolish, following the attacks. I entirely disagree. London feels the strongest and perhaps the safest in these times.
London is my favourite city in the world. Jack and I have visited London several times, we have climbed the O2, been to Theatres, stayed on the Thames, walked in Hyde Park, we have shopped in Oxford Street and have made magical memories in a magical city. London is beautifully unpredictable, from who you will see and the events that are taking place, to the weather.
I would describes yesterday’s London as grey. But not a dull grey, the sort of grey the sky turns when its full of clouds. A bright, glowy sky, where the sun is trying to shine through, but the thick layer of clouds prevent it. It’s actually the sort of grey sky that makes me sleepy. It’s too dark for sunglasses but so sunny you end up squinting. Yesterday’s London was busy, colourful and noisy. It was perfect.
Here are some photos I took on my travels š
