One of my favourite things about London are the parks. Those in the suburbs tend to be more wild, whilst those in the centre – perfect and tidy, with flower beds, pavements and fences. One of my favourite parks in central London is St James’s Park. Located just opposite the Buckingham Palace, it truly looks like a royal park – beautiful, organised and tidy. Full of colourful flowers and amazing wildlife.
Lockdown has definitely made me look for entertainment primarily in my local area and it helped me realise yet again that happiness can come from small, simple things. One of the parks I visited most often at the beginning of the quarantine was Ruskin Park. A small park in southern London, not much different from your regular city park. A big, grassy open space for picnics, a cute little pond, trees, flowers and sport facilities. But the natural inhabitants of the park are one of a kind.
After moving to London in September last year, I had only one goal – to spend some time by the sea before autumn and winter come with their rain and cold. Busy with looking for a flat (I moved countries with an Airbnb booked for just 5 weeks – I needed something permanent ASAP!), I could only afford to leave the city on the first weekend in between flat viewings. I had one Sunday afternoon to spare – and I decided to use it wisely and see the sea and catch the last rays of sun. What a great idea it was!