“Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to. Stay home on New Year’s Eve if that’s what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story.” – Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking
(NB: I wrote this text on my way back from London last November)
This weekend in London has now come to an end. It was… unreal! It felt like being away from reality but at the same time completely lost in it.
We arrived on Friday after a four-hour train journey. The first thing I did was (apart from having a cappuccino at Peyton & Byrne) heading to Malvern House to say hello to everyone! It’s crazy when I think about it now, because to me it truly felt like I was reunited with family, and for the first time in a long time, this weekend was the first ever I actually went back home… Hugs after hugs and lovely catch up moments, I couldn’t feel happier – but mostly I couldn’t feel more loved and believed in!
I don’t know why it is the way it is but it seems that my friends in England believe in me, have faith in me & my projects more than my own family does. And it feels truly great! Especially now ’cause I’m feeling all doubtful about myself and my abilities & skills. I also miss him a lot and I wish I could see him more… I’m not really ok even though everyone thinks I am. I’m feeling awful and nuts and I’m tired of pretending everything’s fine…[hugs from my dear former manager Matt, from Julie, one from Alex, Magda, Eva and Mo]
Besides seeing my summer colleagues and very cherished friends, I also had a nice catch up with Elwill, one of Malvern House’s students. When I was talking to my lovely Eva, she told me some students asked where I was gone, and while doing so, they apparently compared me to Anne Hathaway (couldn’t be more flattered, could I?!). She also said I was quite popular with the students when I was still there and that people missed me at Malvern House… as much as I did actually and still do miss them… :( I had a little chat with everyone, including Matt, who I talked about my 2015 internship with.
Back to Saint-Pancras, we then all headed to our hotel – the very chic Brown’s Hotel which you probably had a glimpse of through my Instagram posts. Once at the hotel, we relaxed a little before going see Wicked at the Apollo Victoria Theatre. I’m not going to say much about this show here since I’ll write a review of it… but the only thing I can tell you is that it truly was WICKED!
On the Saturday, we went to the open day of London South Bank University, where I got to ask my thousands of questions. One of them was to make sure that this place (and the course ‘Creative Media Industries – Journalism’) actually was my spotlight… The answer to this is a pretty big fat YES! I know what I need to do now so let’s just hit it!
On Saturday evening, we had dinner at the hotel’s restaurant, where there’s pink-neon-light handwritten-like words I particularly liked – it said ‘I loved you more than I can love.‘
On our way back, we stopped at Le Café de Pierre to have a yummy quick lunch. Afterwards, we headed to Covent Garden with my brother because I definitely wanted to see the first Christmas lights & decorations.
We left the area of Green Park and walked up to Fortnum and Mason, where we stopped off because – believe it or not – my sweet little bro had never been inside! We filled our eyes with magic and wonder wandering between the various stalls of sweets and visiting their Christmas shop (3rd floor).
We then left the shop . It was pouring! It’d been raining until we reached Covent Garden and had a delicious Starbucks’ Caramel Macchiato in two of their Christmas cups (I also got my personal Starbucks christmassy mug as a reminder of beautiful timeS…).
Then we went to the indoor market and let ourselves get lost in the crowd, in awe at the giant baubles, huge Christmas tree and the beautiful sparkling reindeer.
Around 6 pm, we thought it was time to get back to the hotel. I hadn’t stopped raining and we were all wet! We thought of taking the Tube but most entries were closed, since – obviously – everyone was in the same wet-ish and sticky state ^^
KEEP SMILING, IT’S RAINING!
I don’t hate rain, I actually quite like it. Ok, you get all wet and smelly but the feeling of being in the rain when everyone else flees from it is immensely & beautiful powerful. And then it’s so nice when you’re back home and have a long hot shower :D!
Anyway… I’m getting lost here! What I basically want to say is that we eventually walked back from Covent Garden to the hotel, passing by Les Mis‘ home as well as through Piccadilly!
Today (On Sunday), I met up with my friend Regina at Canada Water station. We slightly struggled to find each other but finally did and walked through Southwark Park before getting to the Mayflower Pub, which provides amazing food. It’s a hidden gem of London and is definitely worth it!
We barely had time to talk that we already had to go back and take the taxi to Saint-Pancras…
It always feels weird to leave London. It’s hurting and tears me apart every time. I haven’t been at my best lately so leaving – even after just 3 days – is like a final blow. I wish I could have seen more people this weekend but it was a very short visit…
All in all, it was another beautiful weekend… I just wished my heart had been comforted with the presence of the only one who can heal it…
“Guard well within yourself that treasure, kindness. Know how to give without hesitation, how to lose without regret, how to acquire without meanness.” George Sand