Wooing myself in London
Rom-com fans will remember this is where dashing nottinghill bookstore owner Hugh Grant meets Julia Roberts to kick off their charming love affair. Even though Hugh Grant is a noted
pervert, I still find him adorable.
|So many antiques – so little room in the suitcase.|
|These ladies just looked like they were having so much fun dishing out tasty ethiopian food|
What you might not know is notting hill is also where you can obtain things like this awesome suit. I want one! Sadly I have zero space in my backpack. But doesn’t it look cozy and festive? Perfect for kicking it in Kosovo.
After much observation, I can report that mustache love has indeed crossed the pond. Who can resist the ironic mustache? Apparently not the brits.
|The ring to the right,
his personal wine drinking shell to the left.
I would like to take this moment to highly endorse the Victoria and Albert Museum. Not only is it free (well a 3 quid suggusted donation) but it has an incredible and eclectic collection of decorative arts.
I stood in awe of the enormous plaster cast made from Tarjan’s columns, and felt so connected with the past looking at leonard davinci’s notebooks. The fashion galleries and jewelry collection were equally fun to browse.
|It was slightly embarrassing asking a stranger to take this picture but I couldn’t resist|
In the end with travel it really is the little things. Like having a treat break in the form of a purple glittery cupcake in front of Kensington palace (great lawn Will and Kate).