Friday, and it's the start of a long weekend here in London. So many venues to enjoy, but the crowds will be outrageous (Notting Hill Carnival, Reading Festival, Leeds Festival). We decided to 'just pick a place on the map' and have a stroll, because after all, we are still getting comfortable living in London as citizens and not tourists.
You all know the drill by now...onto the Tube, off the Tube, into a patisserie shop for coffee and goodies, look at the map and off we begin walking. Today it was Oxford Circus down Regent's Street to Piccadilly Circus and then along Piccadilly ending up back on Oxford Street and dinner before home. So what does that square space of streets produce?
--Liberty's department store with it's glorious wood bannisters, Liberty print everything, designer clothes, and chocolate shop. Onward down Regent's street with it's Regency (hence the name) crescent buildings full of American shops (Gap, Apple, Hillfiger). The buildings themselves and the small streets leading off them are architectural beauties (can't wait until Christmas decorations go up) and we've found Carnaby Street, but not today. It will go on the list to visit some other time. It was apparent when we approached Piccadilly Circus because all you could see on the sides of buildings were huge video screens and adverts (quite a contrast to the regency buildings) and the closer we got, the more tourists there were...walking (slowly), sitting atop tour buses, peering helplessly at their street maps trying to figure out just where the heck they were. Smiling we moved on, knowing we are not those tourists any longer, we are city dwellers and these are our streets...all part of the vision of how to live life, where to live that life, and how to get this life. Pretty planned out when I write about it!
After walking we needed refreshment (as usual) then turned down Piccadilly Street to explore and enjoy more because this has become the theme of our London walks, to just take our time, have no particular goal in mind, just 'see' what's there and enjoy the atmosphere and vibe. Visited Fortnum and Mason which is a long-standing institution for specialty foods and home items in Britain. When I say long-standing I mean centuries worth of family run businesses held in high regard. Inside and we found teas, coffees, biscuits (cookies in beautiful cookie tins for north americans), jams, honeys, and candies all housed in beautiful walnut/mahogany shelves and counters. And upstairs in the stationery shop there were men in tails (no top hats) which I didn't notice, but Toby apparently did.
Off we trott and this time up New Bond Street which turns into Old Bond Street (where the 40 million pound jewelry heist took place a few weeks ago) past all the high end (very high end) jewelry and couture and art galleries (Sotheby's) sit with their guards standing outside and 'drivers' with their black sedans waiting to return the rich ladies back to their manors after a day of exclusive shopping. We didn't stop and browse for obvious reasons! Yes, that's right, we didn't hire our black sedan for this trip (lol)!
Then we found ourselves back in Oxford Street where we had a bite to eat, did a few errands and headed back home on the Tube just after rush hour. Over dinner we kept trying to understand "how we accomplished such a big move and goal in our life, without it feeling overwhelming". It's something we are both grappling with. A feeling of great contentment at walking the streets of London as citizens and being excited about having made this happen. Haven't quite come to that conclusion yet, but in the meantime, life is good just letting it unfold in it's natural course.
Just another day in London.
Dr Bev
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