*Turns off airplane mode, Turns on wifi*
Hailing a black cab proved to be just as easy in London as NYC. From Heathrow straight to Soho already I felt at home. Arriving to ME London hotel no time was wasted checking in. With no room for “jet lag” on the Saturday night itinerary we were dressed and seated at STK bar enjoying a well needed cocktail (I strongly recommend the “Cucumber Stiletto”) …off to DSTRK. Cheers!
Day two and still no time for sleep. After dancing and singing along all night at DSTRK London’s finest supper club, English Breakfast tea was surely needed. A lite breakfast and a heavy dose of shopping would pretty much sum up the day. In route to Self Ridges we caught the “Changing of the Guards” at Buckingham Palace. No siting of Prince William, Kate or Baby George but it was beyond a site to see. From the shops on Regent Street to Self Ridges then Harvey Nichols by lunch we were on rooftop Terrace of Harrod’s over looking London. Taking in the view and yet another cup of tea this time made of Rose. For lunch it was mandatory to order Fish and Chips, a must have when in Great Britain and now I know why! A great day of shopping ended with a delicious meal, London was love at first bite!
Using Open Table I was able to make a dinner reservation at Novikov. London’s super chic and sexy restaurant that I now would consider one of my favorites. One restaurant divided into two sections we chose the Asian over the Italian room. Usually I’d opt for Italian but the new environment bought along this new sense of self. Wanting to do and try almost everything instead of my usual fish or rice dish I went with the frog legs. At home I couldn’t fathom the thought of holding a frog let alone eating one. None the lease it was magnificent! After dinner we met up with friends and headed to the exclusive members only Playboy Club. A few cocktails and a live jazz band later we were dancing through through the crowd at Cirque Le Soir. Which by far was the weirdest most interesting club I’ve ever been to. From dancing midgets, ball pits, goth ballerina’s and superhero’s I literally saw it all. Nightlife for the most part is quit similar wherever you go but I must admit there was something special about London.
To be a tourist or not to be a tourist, that is the question! The answer being “Yes, totally be a tourist.” As much as I love adapting to culture and feeling like a local, partaking in tourist like activity is essential. Buckingham Palace and shopping already checked off of our todo list the remaining time in London was spent visiting Big Ben, the London Eye, the infamous London Bridge and even Madame Tussaud’s wax museum. I highly suggested partaking in the big bus tour. Talk about being a true tourist! While out exploring we met a lot of interesting people from all over and even some from our home state New York. Our final feast in London took place at Roka, a great recommendation from one of the interesting people we met. The sushi was tasty and the drinks were sweet but the thought of our early morning flight made it all too bitter.
Arriving to Paddington Station we boarded the Heathrow Express train straight to our terminal. Between our mobile boarding passes and TSA Pre-Check we completely bypassed the long line and security nightmare. Shoes and coat never coming off we swiftly arrived to our gate that closed almost seconds after entering. Just as I fasten my seat belt the pilot blurted into the intercom “Bonjour welcome aboard Air France” …I prematurely reclined my seat, next stop PARIS!