London, this city’s been fascinating me since my first travel here. 5 years later I’m sitting on my bed in my Londoner apartment and preparing myself to fly to Vienna over the weekend. I am so excited to see my friend but looking out of the window and thinking I don’t want to leave is weird. I don’t know what it is about this city but only after one year, it has become my home. I love London in every single way, by night and day time, from north to south and from east to west.
The people, the architecture, the culture, the food, even the tourists and god I love the weather. Yes, I agree very unusual to say that but where else has the weather its own mood? And every time I drive across the river I feel some kind of secureness in me. As a proud south Londoner, the highlight of my day is to travel across the river.
I was born in the countryside I am a country girl and that’s my blood status. Personally, I think you have to stick to that because I am not a country girl. Id likes to see me as the lion who is the queen of the big city jungle. (I know this metaphor was rather bad as there are no lions in the jungle but, whatever.
London is crazy and it is so unique. This anonymity that the city gives you is kind of secure and scary at the same time. So every day I try to survive in this rather interesting city. Surrounded by exotic cuisines, friendly and not so friendly people, tourists trying to find the London eye on Westminster bridge and all this under the arms of this city who carries me along like a mom its child.