London Calling

This weekend I traveled to London to surprise my best friend for her birthday. I’ve been to London before, so this wasn’t my first rodeo. Regardless, I decided to make the most of it and do all the touristy things once more.

I toured the entire city by foot over the span of two days; visited the Natural History Museum, Victoria and Albert Museum, Albert Memorial, Royal Albert Hall, Hyde Park, Harrod’s, Wellington Arch, Piccadilly Circus, Leicester Square, Trafalgar Square, The National Gallery,  Chinatown, Big Ben, Parliament, Westminster Abbey, St. Paul’s Cathedral, The London Eye, The Tower Bridge and The British Museum.

Phew, that was a mouthful.

The museums were absolutely amazing. I could spend forever and a day in the Victoria and Albert Museum, The British Museum and The National Gallery. The National Gallery has a wonderful collection and it’s surreal to stroll through, admiring the works of Van Gogh and Monet.

My favorite artist to see is, without a doubt, Rubens. I would love to go into a discussion of his painting techniques or whatever, but honestly I just like his art because he paints everyone fat, and that makes me smile.

Afternoon tea at Sketch was another highlight. You essentially pay a lot of money to drink fancy teas and eat buttery scones with jam. I happen to like anything that involves butter, so it was another win for me.

My favorite part of my time in London was watching Les Misérables performed live. This has been my dream for the past few years, so I bought myself a ticket for the best seat in the house. If you’re wondering if I went to the theater alone, yes. Yes, I absolutely did.

I have been thinking about how to write about my Les Mis experience, and I just can’t do it justice. The level of joy that I felt during those three hours is like the time I saw Beyoncé live, but imagine it’s Christmas and also your birthday, and you drive a ferrari, and you’re in love, and your best friend is Amy Poehler and you have a pet sloth.

Overall, I did enjoy my time in London, but I think one weekend was sufficient. Everyone abroad always say they loved every single city they visited in Europe. Those people are all dirty liars.

Now don’t get me wrong, I absolutely loved certain aspects of my trip. I just don’t love the city itself, and can’t imagine having to staying longer than a few days. It’s cold, rainy and expensive. A dish here costs what I pay for an appetizer, two courses, a dessert and a drink in Barcelona. Moreover, the people aren’t particularly pleasant, nor are they particularly good looking.

To end on a brighter note, man buns are bountiful here and that’s where London scored back some points.

Nothing says, "I am having fun," like a jumping pic. Also, mom, I need new jeans.
Nothing says, “I am having fun,” like a jumping pic. Also, mom, I need new jeans.