I’ve been saying that I want to go back to London (if you can count the two previous times I’ve visited that is – once when I was 11 years old and the other during a hectic fashion week, when I didn’t see much more of the city than the inside of Harrods) forever now and I think someone has to have read my thoughts because suddenly I was on a plane leaving Paris early morning last Saturday for a little London adventure. The trip came quite unexpected and therefore I couldn’t plan this little getaway as I usually tend to do but in the end that didn’t matter since I got so many lovely tips from friends and sweet Instagram followers to make my trip everything I had wished for and more. I guess you could say that I ate my way around the city and tried making up for it by walking around the city (although, don’t attempt walking from Oxford circus to High Street Kensington in high heels after a whole weekend of nothing but walking = Bad. Idea.) instead of catching cabs – which I’m sure didn’t work out too well in the end anyway.
I truly never thought people knew what they were talking about when they said “London is huge, it’s much bigger than Paris” and always politely nodded my head while thinking “They have no idea what they’re talking about but I’ll just let them think that” to myself. Turns out, I’m the idiot. London is absolutely enormous and way bigger than Paris. Coming from a city where I can walk almost anywhere I want, London was a bit of a wakeup call for me while walking along a highway for 25 minutes without getting anywhere (eventually I gave up and stopped a cab before my feet would have started to bleed). Luckily I stayed very central during my time with Autograph Hotels St Ermin’s Hotel and had quite good neighbours around me like Big Ben and the Westminster Abbey. I mean if that’s not good landmarks to have outside your door than what is? I couldn’t have asked for a friendlier staff, better location or a nicer welcome to London than I got from St Ermin’s and I would definitely be more than happy to return one day in the future. During the last night in the city I also had the opportunity to stay at the beautiful Threadneedle Hotel, located in the Bank area, which gave me the opportunity to see a different part of the city than I had during my time in west London. I’ll be sure to share all of my tips and suggestions for this lovely city, that I can’t wait to return to very soon again (anyone up there who hears this wish as well?), in another little post so stay tuned for more London goodies.
* The title of this post obviously refers to this awesome episode.
Last Friday I found out that I was traveling to London the next day. A super last minute trip but I couldn’t have been more excited since I’ve been wanting to go back to London for ages now as I never really felt as thought I’ve properly seen the city before. I only stayed a couple of days but I made sure to make those days count. Once back in Paris I was so utterly exhausted I didn’t leave my apartment for a whole day (except for having to go to Apple and take care of my computer that crashed on the way back). I strolled every single street I came across, fell in love with most cab drivers as well as the cute little London doors. I got to see dear friends that I haven’t seen since last fashion week and drool over Mulberry’s pretty presentation. It was a super weekend, to say the least.
The last couple of photos I’d like to share with you before I leave this Australian holiday behind are from Tamarama Beach, one of my favourite places in Sydney, and luckily our home for the first week that we spent in the city. My favourite time to come down to the beach was during the late afternoon and stay until the sun started to set and the sky turned pink, purple and orange. My sister and I spent this particular afternoon watching the surfers waiting for the next big wave to come in, people playing around in the water, dogs being taken for a little evening walk and lovers snuggling up together while looking out over the horizon (before our craving for pizza became too strong and we decided to hit up the little pizzeria near our apartment). These last couple of hours, before it gets dark, were calm, serene and absolutely magical. How I wish I could experience this more often… Australia, you’ve been brilliant and absolutely unforgettable.
I’ve been wanting to see and experience Australia for quite sometime now and I’m so incredibly happy that I’ve finally got to tick this little dream off of my list. For some reason quite a few of my closest friends happen to be from this part of the world (probably because most people I encountered were absolutely lovely) and getting to experience Australia myself has made me understand where they come from and my friends even better than before (cheesy but true). They have such a great way of life. You enjoy, you’re healthy (unless you insist on buying a package of Digestive chocolate biscuits every time you go to the supermarket), you’re constantly outside and you’re just happy. That’s pretty much how I would sum up Australian life. Throw in a couple of barbecues and surfboards and you’ll get the whole picture. I’ve never seen so many tank tops in my entire life. On guys that is. Jean shorts, banana bread, Zimmermann bikinis, avocado on toast and cronuts have taken over the entire place (not that I mind the slightest) and I’ve never had so much great coffee in one city. Since Sydney and the Central Coast is such a tiny, tiny part of this humongous country I think another trip is in order in the future… Although I couldn’t visit without coming back to Sydney I think.
A few of my favourite places in Sydney (that you can see in the photos above) if anyone is planning on a visit would be: Porch Bread & Wine Parlour (restaurant), Bread & Circus (restaurant), The Grounds of Alexandria (restaurant, sweets & flowers), The Boathouse (restaurant), Three Blue Ducks (restaurant), Burger Project (restaurant), Brewtown Newtown (restaurant, cronuts & coffee), The Shangri-La (drinks), Opera Bar (drinks), A Loft Story (coffee shop), Don Campos (coffee shop), Sensory Lab (coffee shop), Adriano Zumbo (sweets).
Photos of me: Grace.
Sara and Grace probably could have driven off without me after having breakfast at The Grounds of Alexandria and I wouldn’t have minded whatsoever. This place, also known as heaven, simply blew my mind with blueberry muffins (with white chocolate if I might add…), the prettiest flower shop I think I’ve seen, fried chicken, the most delicious banana bread ever and the cutest little set up I could have imagined. I wouldn’t mind spending a whole day at this place, starting with breakfast and continuing onto lunch and dinner after that (including a few snacks in between meals too of course). It’s probably a good thing that there’s nothing similar here in Paris since I’d probably spend all my waken hours (and every little €) there in that case. Even their flower shop puts my Parisian florist (who I thought was pretty amazing) to shame! I’ll never again be able to enjoy a “normal” breakfast or brunch without dreaming about this place… Sydney, you’re too good.
After getting Bread & Circus recommended to me for about the 6th time I thought it was about time to visit. This laid-back, yet super cute little place is definitely a place I’d continue coming back to over and over again if I was located in Sydney. Their gluten free pancakes with caramelised banana and strawberries were just heavenly (which was surprising since I’m not a gluten/lactose/fat free kind of girl) and so was the hot porridge. It was impossible leaving this little picturesque canteen without taking a million photos, I mean they had pastel pink coffee cups after all.
Walking along these beaches, breathing in the salty air and feeling the sun against my skin feels like a such a distant memory after spending over a week back in a cold and wintery Paris. This beautiful walk, connecting Bronte Beach (or well, that’s where my tired legs decided to start but the walk goes even further) with Bondi Beach is one of the prettiest places I came across while in Sydney and a place I wish I could visit way more often. I loved waking up to this view and sitting on the rocks and watching the sun set over the ocean together with my little sister, who’s now made an indefinite move to this crazy beautiful place. If it wasn’t so far away I think I’d go back every other month or so…
This is what my first couple of days in Sydney looked like through a couple of Instagram photos. I couldn’t stop taking photos of turquoise waters, pretty sunsets, delicious food and pretty beaches – but I guess that’s normal when you see all of this prettiness for the very first time, right?
Our Australian adventure begun with a little trip up to the Central Coast to celebrate Christmas together with Nicole, Luke and their family. This trip included a lot of firsts for me: the first time I celebrated an Australian Christmas, the first time I saw a wild shark in the same ocean I just swam in the previous day (I think my knees are still a bit shaky after that sight), the first time I got to see where Nicole lived, my very first visit to an Australian beer garden and the first time I got to see this beautiful country that I’ve dreamt about visiting for such a long time now. We spent the days on the beach playing around in the water (after about two minutes I decided I need to invest in a waaay tighter bikini due to crazy strong currents and waves), eating delicious food and getting shown different parts of the beautiful coast. I couldn’t have asked for a better start to my trip to Australia.
Guess where we were off to after Bali?! Well, you’ve probably been able to figure that out thanks to Instagram already but I can’t wait to show you more photos from my time on the Central Coast in Australia as well as from my time spent in Sydney.