Time to fall in love with London

London Trafalgar Square

My little jaunt to Paris combined with a hellishly busy few weeks at work has meant that I have spent no time with this silly city that I live in. I got to the weekend and did not know what to do with myself. It wasn’t that I couldn’t choose between the plethora of options, I didn’t even know where to start. It was like being a baby expat again.

So I went back to basics – which in runawaykiwi terms means coffee, family and culture. I started with a trip to Nude Espresso (more on this tomorrow!!!), skype with the parents and Followed up with a visit to my cultural centre of London, the National Gallery.
The National Gallery isn’t important to me because of the art – that’s almost the last reason I went there. It’s because you start by being slapped in the face with the lions, tourists and buskers of Trafalgar Square; all of a sudden I was reminded that I was in London. It’s the impressive building that you can only get in Europe; I remembered the opportunities I have living on this side of the world.

I haunted the National Gallery like the gallery ghost that I am. Very occasionally I stopped to look at a painting, but most of the time I was just there to drink in the gallery as a whole.

The cold water shock of Trafalgar Square, the zen quiet of the galleries and the awe of those amazing painting…London baby, runawaykiwi is back in town.

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