warwick avenue & little venice.

having to move house has forced us to explore different parts of london that we haven't gotten to yet. house hunting in london is not an easy task to say the least, there are so many dodgy agents, too many weirdos, awful places, houses without a living rooms, you name it. we have really had to broaden our horizons in terms of locations.

madia vale and warwick avenue is such a beautiful part of london and so so close to the city center (25 mins walk to oxford circus?), we looked at a couple of places here in old mansion blocks filled with charm and private gardens, just like in notting hill..

although we've decided it's a bit quiet for us i can't wait to go back on another sunny day and wander the streets and little venice

baker street.

how cute is baker street station? definitely my favourite.

obviously 221b baker street was where sherlock holmes lived in the story, hence the little sherlock tiles everywhere..

climbing the o2.

friday afternoon at the office was a little different yesterday. 

on a typically horrendous london afternoon (weather wise), a group of us from work were lucky enough to climb over the o2* (like climbing the auckland harbour bridge but not as high...)

we probably couldn't have picked a worse day to do it, views would have been stunning on a nice day but behind us you can barely make out canary wharf.

team bonding at its best.

*the o2 is a famous venue in north greenich, it looks like a big white bubble. we saw jay-z and kanye play there a couple of months back..

london tonight.

the sunset as we walked over the thames tonight was somewhat electric with shades of neon and sharp lines

people across blackfriars bridge were stopping in their tracks to capture the moment and share it with the world

on another note, gene and i are currently flat hunting and it's a challenge. it's like a full time job, we haven't had an evening at home all week and today we found out we didn't get the flat we viewed on sunday and wanted so badly...they went for a single instead..i guess thats one step closer to the flat we do end up getting. onwards and upwards.

hampton court palace.

on sunday we took the train out to see where henry VIII lived...

 

hampton court is a really sweet little town, the pace is so much slower than london which was refreshing and we explored a few antique shops filled with treasures

 

the palace itself is huge, we only made it through the kitchens, the grand hall, the gardens and the maze before we'd had enough..

 

highlight: the decorative brick chimneys (largest collection in england), these designs symbolise the era (1514) and wealth

 

jenny.

this is jenny, or more affectionately, jenequa (her homegirl name, established in turkey)

jenny is a true english rose from a village called sandwich, we spent saturday wandering, chatting and giggling our way around london from portobello road to maida vale to oxford street and beyond. this morning i went to watch her start off on an ultra marathon - yes thats right, an ultra marathon.

50 kilometers of blood, sweat and tears and she totally aced it. i can only dream of running a standard marathon (i can't run to save my life) so completely admire jenny for completing such a physical and mental task, proud friend over here.

here's jenequa about 300m into her 50km...

love your work jenequa! xx