August 13-18: Living it up in London town

We all know she’s big and expensive and noisy and ruthless, but London is also a veritable melting pot of cultures and ideas, vast parks and canals and free museums and and and … for me, the list of positives completely outweighs the negatives.

My five-day trip to London was jam-packed with sights, sounds, new discoveries and old friends – the perfect mentally fit fitfor15in15 adventure!

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Have backpack … can travel

Taking off from Basel three hours late, and into an electrical storm, wasn’t the best start, and when I finally arrived at my friend Adrian’s house after 10pm, he was in the middle of a blackout. It was lovely to be greeted with a glass of wine and a candle-lit catch-up about what’s been happening in his life. Unfortunately, his girlfriend Eve was at a yoga school in Thailand, so I missed meeting her.

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Catch-up by candlelight! Hilarious way to start the long weekend!

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This was a very nice drop, even if we couldn’t see it. Adrian is using his phone’s flashlight to shed some light

Friday morning, I braved the heaving masses on the central line to meet my friend Teri, in town on holiday from Sydney, at the Victoria and Albert Museum. I love the V&A and go every trip, as I get a kick out of their small but lovely glass display. We splashed out on entry into the shoe exhibition as well. We also oggled a lovely cotton tent hanging from India, the blue glass centrepiece in the entrance, and one of the world’s largest carpets, the Ardabil, from Iran, which was completed in 1539-40.

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Your average 9.30am commute into central London on the Central Line

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Teri and I at the V&A

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A wonderful glass installation in the foyer of the V&A

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The expanse of it …

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An early 18th century Indian tent hanging, which I found particularly pleasing

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Teri hiding

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The Ardabil Carpet, which is enclosed in glass and lit every half an hour for 10 minutes to preserve the colours

After three hours, we started walking in the direction of Kensington and Chelsea. When Teri mentioned she needed a loo stop, I suggested Harrods as a bit of a giggle. Once in there, my brain went into complete “When in Rome” mode, so we also stopped for a lunch of Sancerre and oysters (notice the order I’ve put them in!). As you do! (And will never do again! A wonderfully decadent experience but I blew the budget on day one!)

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As you do, or don’t … A wonderful lunch with Teri at the Oyster Bar in Harrods

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We may have had a few carafes of wine …

We then walked through Regents Park to meet my friends Nick and Vanessa for dinner and drinks at a bar near Bond Street. We caught up on lots of stories and giggles from our time as flatmates in Sydney – they are good people and I miss those kind of everyday chats that happen easily.

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Hamming it up in the park (and rain) for our friend Fiona’s birthday

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The lovely Nick and Vanessa

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The gang back together after a few years

Saturday morning, Adrian and I walked to Victoria Park, near Hackney, strolling the canals, looking at the hipsters at Broadway Market and enjoying the glorious sunshine. I then met my friend Bronwyn, from NZ, and her extended family, for her youngest sister’s birthday drinks in Kensal Rise. (It was only the second or third time I’ve ever caught the Overground train – so much nicer than being a sardine in the tin!) Lots of hilarity ensued at the drinks, with long ridiculous chats with Bronwyn and her husband Damian.

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Adrian in his kitchen, with some amazing flowers from the flower market he’d bought the weekend before

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Strolling the canals

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Watching the lock fill up so a house boat could go to the next level

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Hope these little fellas grow into their feet!

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There was a 10km running race on in the park too. We didn’t join in

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All that space so close to the centre of London

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Broadway Markets – yummy food and odds and ends

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Nothing like seeing a spot of cricket in the background to make you feel like you’re in England!

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With the birthday girl, Anthea

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With Bron …

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This is what we normally look like …

Sunday morning, I packed up my things and walked with Adrian to the Thames, via the Colombia Road flower market and Spitalfields market to St Katharine’s Dock, which I didn’t even know existed. What a lovely little enclave that is! I then caught the fastest river cat I’ve ever had the misfortune to be on, from Tower Hill to Greenwich. The boat arrived in less than 15 minutes – a non-stop “let’s see how fast we can go” express ride which made me feel queasy and thankful for my life. On greeting Mike and Cara, the first of the reunion arrivals, I couldn’t string a proper sentence together for the next 30 minutes!

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This unassuming little street …

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Becomes the Colombia Road flower market on Sundays

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Down to the dock at St Katharine’s

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What the Dickens? A lovely pub called The Dickens Inn at St Katharine’s Dock

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Hold on to your hats! And a railing!

Our 20-year reunion of having met in Kilburn, North London, went well. I love this story. I lived in a house with two Kiwi guys and an Irish girl. We quickly struck up a friendship with our nextdoor neighbour, Carla, after asking if she had a spare bottle of Stoli (a great icebreaker)! Her best friend is Cara, who was often over for visits and parties, so Cara was also a very important part of the gang. Now Cara is married to one of my flatmates, Mike. The one thing from that bedlam that actually makes sense! Bronwyn used to date the other flatmate and we realised very quickly she was a pretty damn good woman. Bronwyn and I and another friend Rebecca, who lived with Bronwyn’s ex-boyfriend’s brother in Earls Court, ended up travelling around Europe for three months, but that’s another story!

It was fantastic to have the gang together again and the afternoon and evening went way too fast. Carla and I stayed up talking at her house til about midnight, and then I slept the sleep of the sleep-needy.

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The gang. Damian’s son Joel, Mike, Cara, Bron, Damian, and Bron’s daughter Harper on Carla’s lap

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Mike and Cara at the Indian restaurant for dinner

Monday morning, Carla and I left for work together, and after bidding her farewell at Canary Wharf, I continued on to Bank station. I was feeling all confident and cocky about being on the tube again, and didn’t follow the exit signs but the people heading towards the Central Line. After Friday morning’s crush on the red line from Adrian’s house, it was the last place I wanted to be, so after one stop, I joined the sunshine at St Pauls. From there I wandered along Fleet Street and the Strand to Leicester Square for a quick look at Vincent Van Gogh’s Sunflowers at the National Gallery … umm … which had all the rooms I wanted to see closed because of strike action by the gallery workers!! What a shame!! So no Sunflowers this trip.

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St Paul’s from the front. The dome is hidden behind

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Trafalgar Square from the steps of the National Gallery. No Van Gogh today 😦

I then went to a dodgy but fun all-you-can-eat Chinese restaurant for lunch with Shane and Luke from my cricket travelling days, and then popped in to see the BP Portrait Awards at the National Portrait Gallery. Afterwards, in Trafalgar Square, a lovely three-piece band playing modern pop songs kept me and an appreciative crowd enthralled for more than an hour. A little girl dancing with her dolly was also a highlight – so sweet to watch such happiness.

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Luke and Shane at Mr Wu’s

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The band in Trafalgar Square. Two electric violins and an electric double bass

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This little girl loved it and cried when mum said it was time to go

From Trafalgar Square, I walked down to Embankment, across the river to Southbank and enjoyed seeing the craziness that seems to congregate there in summer. So many people, so many tourists, and so many things to watch and do. Unfortunately Borough Market was closed, so I kept wandering til I found where my friend’s Phil and Ellie lived, and because I was a bit early, went back towards the river to ‘discover’ a pop-up bar, with the Tower of London and Tower Bridge as the backdrop, with swing and jive dancers. This is 6pm on a Monday! I watched them for a while, then needed a loo stop, so thought I’d sneak into a pub to use their bathroom, but the quick-eyed waiter asked what would I like to drink before I had a chance to pass the bar. “Wine? A spirit?” “Ummm … I think I’ll have a beer” *sheepish smile* and then … Tahdah!!!! I spotted my favourite Australian beer, Coopers Green, lined up nicely in their bottles in the fridge. Being accosted worked out quite nicely in the end! Haven’t tasted this for 10 months.

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Walking across the Thames with Big Ben and some ominous clouds

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Kids enjoying a skate park at Southbank

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Old and new as viewed from close to the closed Borough Market

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Jump and jive!

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Not a bad backdrop for an afternoon of dancing. Tower of London and Tower Bridge

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Oh ok, I’ll have a Coopers, if I HAVE to …

Dinner with Phil and Ellie was wonderful as always, they are great company, and it was the first time I’d seen them since their wedding in December. Phil’s Christmas present to Ellie had turned up just that day – a life-size fiberglass pig with a serving tray on his head! His name is Badger and he is brilliant! We dined in a hipster restaurant in Bermondsey and once at home I realised how ripe my shoes and feet were from all that walking! Sorry guys!

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Badger the pig, with his proud, aristocratic owners Phil and Ellie hamming it up (sorry! Poor pun!). Phil kept eying off Badger, exclaiming “He’s quite big, isn’t he?”

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Happy to see these happy faces again

Tuesday morning, Phil dropped me at London Bridge station for my short tube ride north to meet Conor, another friend from Sydney now living in London, at Belsize Park. Unfortunately for Conor his car was towed minutes beforehand. What was supposed to be a quick hello and a hot chocolate turned into a 290 British Pound headache for poor Conor. I bid him farewell and went back to London Bridge, where I took my only photo for the day (sorry Conor!) of the Shard, and back to Gatwick for the flight home.

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Didn’t have a chance to go up, but everyone says the view is amazing. It’s the tallest building in Europe apparently!

London is a magical town with so much to offer. It could almost be called the City of Markets – there seems to be one everywhere, every day, in summer. You can walk and ride bikes easily around the city, and like Berlin, it feels like a living, breathing, history lesson. My friend Gabby posted a very appropriate quote on Facebook about London, from Jane Austen’s Sense and Sensibility, “We were talking of London and all its diversions.” Nothing has changed in 204 years.

If you, too, like London, how about ‘listening’ to all things about the capital? Time Out magazine put together a very dashing collection of the 100 best songs about London, and you can have a listen to it here.

Wishing you a wonderful day.

August 13: What I’m taking to London

Ok, here’s the boring post about what I’m taking to London for the five day trip. Once again, I’ve packed too much, because of that old “well there’s still lots of room” trap.

Instead of the carry-on suitcase I took to Sicily (see what I took to Sicily for a two-week holiday here), I’m taking a lightweight backpack which is also water resistant. There will be rain this weekend! I wouldn’t want to carry this on a long walking trip as the straps don’t provide much support, but for the train and underground trips it will be perfect.

The idea is that most things can be layered. The long sleeve green top goes under the colourful sleeveless top, the black tank top goes under everything, the cardigan goes over everything (except the cream long sleeve top which is a bit full), the long sleeve green top goes under the cream long sleeve and so on and so on …

And so on we go!

 

My toiletries and make-up are pretty much what I took on the Camino and to Sicily, but this time instead of the blue travel case, I’ve just put everything into a medium-sized ziplock plastic bag, which you have to take out and show when you’re travelling with hand luggage only. So rather than have both bags, I’ve just packed one.

On the plane, I’ll be wearing the jeans, belt, black sturdy shoes and socks, black tank top, cream long sleeve top, black jacket, jewellery (with green earrings) and black and cream scarf. Everything else, except for the skirt which is a heavy jersey material, fits into a packing cube, including the hat!

Some people hate packing cubes, some love them. I’m in the love camp. Because my backpack has only one large cavity, it’s great to know I can put my hand in there and pull out the clothes bag, which has a handy handle at the top. Shame the black skirt doesn’t fit in, but hey …

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All my clothes, except for the skirt, in the cube. You can see the spots of my hat

So in the bag will be the packing cube, a shoe bag with my sandals and two pairs of socks, my black skirt, the iPad, my toiletries ziplock bag and my handbag, which holds all the necessities, including the electronics charger. Oh yes and my wallet. Can’t forget that!

Leo is very kindly coming home to drop me off at Bern train station. Then it’s the train to Basel, flight to Gatwick, then train to central London for a very exciting and much appreciated long weekend with many friends! And a 20-year reunion! Time to get ready 🙂

Wishing you a wonderful day.

August 12: Last of the summer sun

I think a change is acomin’ … the last of the summer wine, I mean summer sun, could have been today. Maybe we’ll have a bit more tomorrow morning, but then it’s changing to the low 20s instead of the low to mid 30s. Hello autumn.

This change reminded me of the Sam Cooke song, “A Change is Gonna Come.” Listen to it here if you like. What a tragic end to the founder of soul’s life at just 33. What a voice.

After work today, I soaked up those blessed rays in and by the pool with Lotti, Fritz and Liliane. It’s been such a fantastic summer, and I know it has to end soon, but maybe the blow will be softened a little bit because … drumroll … I’m flying to London tomorrow for five days. Ahhhh!

My good friend Bronwyn from New Zealand will be there, so we’re ‘getting the band back together’ so to speak, with friends Carla, Cara and Mike. We’ve been friends since we all lived in London in 1995. Wow, I hadn’t really thought about this being a 20-year reunion, but it will be. The last time we were all together was in 2013, and Leo was there, but unfortunately he can’t come this time. I feel very lucky to be going at all, to be honest, only having just come back from Sicily.

So I don’t think I’ll be blogging while I’m in London (never say never!), but more than likely I’ll do a wrap of the long weekend when I get back. I’ll be seeing a few other friends while I’m there too, which is also very exciting. The days are full.

Tomorrow, if I have time, I’ll bore you silly with a “What I’m taking to London” post. Hopefully not much! A jacket and long pants will definitely be required, because it’s going to be rainy and in the low 20s there too (I’m chuckling, thinking about those temperatures being an Australian winter).

Oh and I haven’t mentioned it – Bruce the Töffli is running like a dream! When I was leaving work, I walked a part of the way (pushing the bike) with Pastora. A little boy in a pram called out “Töf!” when he saw it. So cute.

Wishing you a wonderful day.