It was my third time in London and the first time I hopelessly fell in love with it. Maybe it was because it was Spring, the time when the world comes to life or maybe just because I had changed.
The first time I visited the city it has been a great experience, all good fun with good friends, ticking famous destinations off the “to do” list. My second time as I recalled some time ago it was all about me. I was not touched by anything because I was blind and deaf and I did not know how to live beautifully and see with my soul.
But the third time’s the charm. I have visited London in late March of this year with my mother. I try to go somewhere with her at least once per year since it gives us the chance to spend some quality time together while also discovering lovely places. Moreover, we have the same traveling style being able to walk from morning till dusk or until we drop.
We had been together only in Italy until now (since I am obsessed with that country and she also loves it) and London was something new and different. But let me just tell you, if you want to experience the best Spring ever, go to London!
Instagram has offered me a lot of insights on where to go and what to see, but as always I was a bit skeptic before getting there because you know, pictures are always better than the real place is right? Well, I was wrong. So so wrong. Maybe it was all for the best because when you build up expectations places don’t always turn out to be as beautiful as you expect them to be, but when you don’t expect that much, this is when life gives you something to remember.
It was strange because it felt like I was there for the first time like I was walking these streets for the very first time in my life, even though my mind was sending me some messages every now and then reminding me I have been there before. I must say that person wasn’t me, it wasn’t me at all. How could I have seen these streets and not fall in love? How could I have passed these doors without falling hopelessly in love? What was wrong with me? With that person I once was.
I was blind but now I could see. See and feel. And these streets will forever live in my mind and in my soul. This London will forever be a part of me. I will close my eyes and dream about these colors, about this clear blue Spring sky.
If you are ever in doubt, don’t waste a moment, go see London in Springtime and you will never regret it or forget this place! Go get lost on Portobello Road, in Notting Hill, see magnolias in bloom at Kensington Palace, admire the beautiful embassies on Kensington Palace Gardens Road, play hide and seek with a squirrel in Holland Park and maybe, just maybe…allow yourself to feel blue.
Just promise me one thing: keep your eyes and heart always open!