“I hate London when it’s not raining.” – Groucho Marx
As you walk around the city the only thing on your mind is at least it’s not snowing. I’d take the rain any day, as I am. It is however, hard to resist looking at the temperature back home and smiling to oneself. In the end there is no place I’d rather be than here.
This week consisted of many things including my favourite thus far, the Tower Bridge (and no it’s not falling down). I figured that being a tourist location people would realize that when I asked for directions to London bridge they would realize what I meant but they didn’t.. And let me tell you, the “real” London Bridge is as exciting as watching grass grow. Do not make the same mistake.
On my way back I decided to stop by Buckingham Palace and was disappointed to see the guards not wearing red jackets, but grey. Of course this is what they wear during wet or cold weather but it wasn’t what I expected. At least i’m here as the seasons change. You can’t come to London without seeing the soldiers in their red uniforms.
The following night the exchange students were invited on a boat cruise where the most exciting part was singing London Bridge (Oh Snap) by Fergie as we made our way through the waters.
I have become obsessed with Orelia since the moment I first stepped into Top Shop. Forgetting my favourite necklaces at home and falling in love with new jewellery does not create the best combination.. oh well!
My newest friend Julia, and I, made our way to Saatchi Gallery to see the Post Pop: East Meets West installation. Right next door is Gallery Mess, a small café where we had afternoon tea which includes a “selection of British sandwiches, warm scones with clotted cream, jam, strawberry cream cupcake, chocolate tart and a macaroon with a selection of Tea Palace’s finest..” I’m beginning to feel British already.
After searching online for things to do at night in London I came across the Southbank Centre Winter Festival were we specifically went to see Intrude by Amanda Parer. Unfortunately it wasn’t as exciting as we thought. The giant, lit, blown-up bunnies seemed squished in the confines of the small building. On the website, the photograph makes it appear like they would be free outdoors.
School begins this week, and although it’s the reason i’m here, I don’t want it to start.
Until next time..
Love Always,
Melissa xo