After the exciting appearance of falling snow last night which interrupted (welcomely) our sushi date – I didn’t think the end of my second week in London could get much better. However, this morning I got up early, braved the 2 degree cold and ventured out on another touristy walk. Again, having to pinch myself to believe this was real – my home!
I managed to capture Big Ben (AKA Enormous Ben to 5-year-old me), Westminster Abbey, Piccadilly Circus and stunning views of London at its best – especially from Waterloo Bridge.
After 5 hours of solid walking and a brief – yet unsuccessful – encounter with the Tate Modern, I returned home to our cute little flat in Finsbury Park. I am so lucky to have the very best friends, old and new, who have taken me under their wing, given me a roof over my head and a bed to sleep in. I can imagine a city of this size and population would feel entirely different if you didn’t have wonderful friends like I do to welcome you with open arms.
This nest may not be Bond Street in Auckland, but the owls are here and it still feels like home ♥
Palace of Westminster
Horse Guards Parade