5 things | london, united kingdom

Monocle Cafe
Monocle Cafe

I spent four days in London and four days drinking coffee. Monocle Cafe was just one of the few I went to.

Sunny London. Yes, it's a real thing.
Sunny London. Yes, it’s a real thing.

Not a single drop of rain while I was there meant walking. Lots and lots of walking. Everything between Marylebone, Islington, Soho itself, Liverpool Street Station, St. Paul’s Cathedral, Chelsea, Hyde Park, Notting Hill, and Piccadilly Circus was my area. In other words, I covered an enormous piece of ground. There’s a restaurant, a coffee shop, or a fast food eatery on almost every corner. Also, pubs. Pubs everywhere. In London, I realized how much I love gin again and I enjoy it in a completely different way now. Because I mean, Hendrick’s with cucumber on ice? How much closer to heaven can I possibly get?

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Close to Piccadilly Circus.

After walking, the second best way to see London is to get on a bus and just ride around. Oyster card became my best friend only minutes after I landed. I also took a taxi, just for the sake of it. They’re cute and the driver was a nice guy full of stories and laughs.

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Blue. Big Ben.

Yeah, I know. See the Big Ben, right? Obviously. But seriously, once I got to the South Bank and looked at it from the other side (hello), I was impressed by its majestic beauty. Sitting there with a flat white, just watching people walk past; there was nothing else I wanted to do.

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The stuff dreams are made of.

London is classic. Vibrant, colorful, busy, and majestic. It’s a city I can get lost in and feel at home. It’s a city I will love returning to and perhaps, calling a home one day. Who knows.

the kavárna

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Cappuccino with a spinach quiche.
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Spinach quiche with a cappuccino.

Two favorite frames from this weekend. Where you’ll find it: The Kavárna | Budečská 6, Vinohrady.

early sunday morning

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Sunday morning. Early awakening. Heavy, low skies. The sound of the washing machine. Solitude. Half an hour on the yoga mat. Inversions. Deep breaths down to my toes. Quiet reading sessions with nowhere to go. But also, work. Mostly work with images and words. Things that I am good at. Flat white. Always flat white, never anything else. Sometimes, I drink as many as three. I buzz with positivity, energy, and dreams.