When I first visited London I had just broken up with my girlfriend. I was heartbroken. Depressed. Miserable. Much like the weather.
This time, however, I was there with my wife. The trip was part of our fifth wedding anniversary celebration. And it was perfect. Like her.
As usual, I checked out Travelstart for the best price. And as usual, Ethiopian Airlines had the best price. I found the hotel at Booking.com. Although, this time I wish I used Airbnb. More about that crap hotel in another blog post.
Anyway, back to how I did London. I did coffee. Are you surprised?
Here’s a little photo essay that’ll give you a taste of where I went.
My thoughts overall
I loved each shop. The spaces were small. But efficiently put together. With the exception of Prufrock which was big, bright and airy. I felt lucky to find a seat everywhere I went. Every shop was busy. With a good mix of what seemed to be locals & tourists. And without exception, the coffee was excellent. Some more excellent than others.
I guess what I enjoyed more than anything else was how unpretentious every experience was. Greetings were genuine. Smiles were unforced. Service was patient. And advice was considered.
London, it seems, has a speciality coffee industry where the speciality is not being up its own arse. Which is nice.
My top tips
- Take the tube as little as you can. Walking the streets is a lot more rewarding. If you’re stuck in the tube, you’ll miss much of what is quintessential about London streets. Have a look at the parting shots at the end of this post.
- If you’re looking for a place to dump your bags while you walk those streets, Kings Cross railway station has a short term storage facility where you can pay to leave your stuff for a few hours. Click here for more locations.
- Marry your best friend.