In the spirit of my upcoming travels, I decided to reflect upon some past experiences I’ve had abroad. The first thing that came to mind was the one day I spent in London. I’m not going to lie, it was probably my least favorite day in England.
First of all, my uncle had come down with a migraine the day before. Therefore, my aunt stayed with him the next day. Ok, no big deal, except I had to go into London with my uncle’s friend’s family, who I didn’t know well (They’re great people, by the way). I only had met one of them previous to the trip. To make things a little more awkward, I planned to visit the National Art Gallery. Try going to an art museum with people who aren’t as into art. It’s not exactly fun. For the record, the National Art Gallery is amazing! It’s admission free (well, if you’re British) but I didn’t pay any admission, just a donation (and there was nobody to collect said donation either.)
Enjoy this Renoir
Second, and most prominently, London is a cluster-fuck of people. I’ve been to Los Angeles, New York, Montreal, Philadelphia, etc, etc, but London is another beast all together. According to Google, more people live in New York, but for some reason, London was absolutely overwhelming. There was too much for me to look at! If you get overwhelmed easily, absolutely do not go to Camden Town. And don’t even think about getting on the London Eye. I wasn’t planning on it, but looking at the line made my head hurt!
Now I know tourist areas are crowded, but everything was crowded. Especially the tube.
Thirdly, if traveling to England during the summer, it’s important to note that London is much warmer than other areas. I swear, it was four degrees warmer in London than it was in the countryside where I was staying. What really killed me was not the heat, because relative to where I live it was much cooler. No, it was an awkward temperature in which I kept taking off my jacket and putting it back on. I would overheat with it on, but feel chilly with it off. The last thing I want to do in a foreign country is constantly fuss with my outfit.
This post is not designed to deter anyone from visiting London – nor it is designed to simply whine and complain. Oh poor me, slightly uncomfortable while getting to travel. It’s just that I didn’t fall in love with the city the way I had expected. When I would hear “London” I had notions about what it would be like to visit. This trip shifted those expectations, which is common in the world of travel. Experiences are designed to teach.
P.S. I’ll be writing a more positive post talking about what I did in London in the near future.
P.P.S. If I don’t respond to your comment, I may not be in the country. Adios!