It’s come to my attention that I’ve almost
been living in London for the best part of three months, which is pretty crazy to say the least. I feel like I’m
finally starting to get used to it all now, but I definitely feel like a fish
out of water some, okay most, of the time. So today I thought I’d share some
small town gal’s thoughts on the big city, to see if anyone can relate…
1. Rolling your eyes deep into the back of
your skull when someone complains that they missed the train, or even worse
watching somebody risking life and limb to make it through the closing tube
doors. The next train is in one minute, ONE MINUTE. We have one train out of
the town every hour, and that’s if it
even bothers to show up.
2. Feeling cool AF walking to work with
your Pret paper bag that’s filled with porridge and healthy green juices. Even
more so considering the nearest Pret to your hometown is a good hour’s drive
away. (Lol, honestly I’d never even been to Pret until earlier this year.)
3.The sheer joy of walking past someone and hearing they have the same
accent as you.
flabbergasted at people who engage in any type of strenuous activity on a
Sunday, particularly at the fact that shops stay open until at least 6 o’
clock. Sundays are for lie-ins, long walks, and eating lots of food. Social gatherings on a Sunday are unheard of at home
– mainly because everyone’s nursing a hangover from going to the local the
5. Taking several hundred pictures of
pretty buildings, streets and houses a day. So important for getting that
Insta-feed on point.
6. Secretly yearning for a small little
café that provides a simple jacket potato, or egg and chips, with those bright
red bottles of cheap ketchup laid out on a wipeable tablecloth. All these fancy baguette and brunch cafés are so overrated.
7. Asking yourself, is there really need
for five Zara stores on just one street? (Answer: yes there is.)
8. Looking around on the tube and getting confused
as to why nobody is talking. Where’s the chitchat? The public transport banter?
After a few days you give in and slowly, book in hand and headphones in ears,
you become one of them.
9. Laughing when you hear a colleague or
friend moaning about the crazy tourists, and mentally praying that they’ve
never seen a certain selfie stick shot of you and your boyfriend taken outside
a famous landmark. Oh, the shame.
10. Missing trees. And leaves. And grass.
And cows. And sheep. And even missing the pong of cow shit being spread over
the fields so that the grass grows quicker. Oh and definitely, missing pretty
little countryside birds, as you watch two mangly pigeons squabbling over a mouldy piece of bread.
11. Absolutely loving the fact, however, that public transport pretty much runs
24/7. You can hop on a tube, or jump on a bus, at any time of day or night –
even on a Sunday! This is made even better by the fact that wifi is pretty much
available on every journey!! Considering you barely get 3G at home, this is a real
12. Being introduced to delicacies like
Lola’s Cupcakes and Ben’s Cookies and wondering how you ever survived before.
13. Realising the queen is technically your neighbour. Okay, she
lives in a massive palace about 40 minutes away from your pokey flat. BUT
STILL. She lives in the same city and that’s all that matters.
14. Despairing as you get caught up behind
a family of snails, slowly strolling along Oxford Street, when you’re in a huge
rush to get to work/dinner/your shopping spree. Why are there SO many people?! GET OUT OF MY FREAKING WAAAAY.
15. Thinking to yourself several times a day, “this place is absolutely crazy!”
16. But no matter how crazy London is, you
always miss it as soon as your home.
Lots of love. xoxo