In September a winter tour of the country without a break sounded like a great idea, what more could you ask for? Well, sleep, mainly. The non stop go go go amalgamation of work and pleasure has been both great fun and thoroughly exhausting and now, halfway through the itinerary, I have the tell tale Rudolph nose and a bin of used tissues to prove it!
All is not doom and gloom however, it has been a fabulous opportunity for me to see old friends and introduce newer characters (namely the live in bf) to old haunts - prompting extended trade-offs of embarrassing Aimée stories...
The month started with a weekend in the big smoke for the London Freeze Festival. As my partner and I met in a ski resort, skiing and snowboarding is a great shared passion and proves a nice reminder of those early days.
The event was held at the usual venue of Battersea Power Station (which is much further from the tube than you would think!) and the imposing structure provided a dramatic backdrop for the near vertical big-air ramp the pros launched themselves from (backwards).
Unfortunately my camera died so my photos aren't the best, but you get the idea - its pretty high!
After a few hours of ooohing, ahhhing and lusting over double back flips and expensive equipment we decided to head back to Kensington to visit Harrods for the first time. However due to GPS malfunction/male stubbornness we ended up going in completely the wrong direction and instead happily stumbled upon The Ritz and the designer boutiques of Old Bond St, happy days!
Sunday presented us with a dilemma: rain. The idea of standing outside in wet clothes all day and evening didn't really appeal so instead we took a trip to the Natural History Museum to take in the new Darwin pod.
The pod looked great, but I couldn't help but be disappointed by the lack of content inside. Maybe as the pod allows visitors to watch environmental scientists at work and we visited on a Sunday there was less to do, but I couldn't help but feel deflated.
We finished the day off with a flying visit to Camden to take in the stalls, Chinese food and overpriced beer before heading back to Freeze festival for the grand finale of Great Britain vs The World and Skindred who, quite simply, make me dance my pants off.
We were originally staying with a family member in London until he had to cancel and instead we found this great hostel at the last minute. 2 mins from Kings Cross Station and opposite the Scala, the hostel was quiet, clean and the staff were friendly, We managed to get a private room for a great price and I highly recommend it.
Next Stop....Brighton.
Aimée L’amour x
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