When you go to England, what’s the one tourist spot that everyone tells you to visit? Why, Stonehenge, of course! Last weekend I got the amazing opportunity to not only visit, but take an amazing tour of the stones with some other interns.
We took a coach bus from Embarkment station in London directly to Stonehenge where we proceeded to get on another bus from the coaching area to the stones.
We didn’t hit any rain, but it was quite cold when we arrived in the field! Luckily my Canadian roots prepared me well. Wearing three layers under my coat along with hat, gloves, and scarf, kept me bundled!
I’m glad I had a friend with me who who I could do impromptu photo ops with—the possibilities are endless with the beautiful backdrop.
We had a tour guide show us the best places to stand for pictures, and had a little help from the photographer she brought along. For information on tickets, check out English Heritage.
It’s always fun to spend 15 minutes trying to get the lining up just right so it looks like you are lifting or touching the stones! The poor tourists around us politely waiting to cross, while we urge them to go ahead, as we’ll ‘be a while’, were priceless.
There was something special about being so close to something so large and mysterious. Its complete isolation makes a powerful impact!
Have any of you ever been or want to go to Stonehenge? Let me know what you think!
This past Saturday I took it upon myself to take a train over to Birmingham from London. I went for a YouTuber’s book signing, and it was great to do something completely on my own!
I had a peaceful train ride over and a seat to myself which is always nice. With two hours of relaxation staring out at the vast London countryside, I made my way on over to Birmingham New Street Station.
I found my way over to Waterstones, where I queued up with a few other girls to meet the fabulous Charlie McDonnell, who was also the first UK YouTuber I ever watched and contributed to my initial interest in coming to London.
After I met him and snagged a picture, I gracefully went down to a different floor and charged my phone for the journey back to London.
I’m not sure if I will ever be making it back to Birmingham, but it was nice to travel outside London and its constant excitement and activity.
Have any of you ever travelled outside London before? Please let me know of any places I should go next!
I was lucky enough to go to Buckingham Palace on the last day that it was open to the public before the Queen came back. The day that I went was also displaying many of her dresses as part of her 90th birthday celebrations.
We weren’t allowed to take pictures inside, but the rooms were breathtaking. the Royal Staircase was the most magical of them all.
There were paintings lining the walls, different sizes and frame types adding interest. They were all portraits of different important people, and the went all the way up to the arched ceiling which itself was engraved with beautiful angels.
I was also happy that it was sunny out when I went! Walking around the grounds behind Buckingham Palace with the sun shining was amazing. I didn’t want to leave!
Eventually I did, and made my way over to St. James Park which was right around the corner.
Did any of you get to do a tour of Buckingham Palace? What did you think? Please let me know!
This past Sunday I had the pleasure of visiting Richmond park for the afternoon. The scenery was beautiful and the chilly weather added to the fall feeling!
I had no idea how big this place was until I spent a few hours walking around and only checked out about a quarter of the grounds.
What was even more surprising was the amount of deer! I loved getting up close in the woods to a family of them, taking pictures quietly so not to startle.
All that cold be heard was the casual dropping of chestnuts from the trees above, likely shaken off by the birds.
I made it to the centre of the park where there was a large pond and old benches around its circumference. It was a great place to rest, put on some gloves and get ready to make my way back as it was getting dark.
It was a great afternoon, and I recommend going if you have the chance. It’s a lovely break from the hectic city life in more central areas of London!
Have any of you ever been to Richmond Park? What did you think? Please let me know!
There’s nothing like spending the day in Windsor to freshen up your perspective on life. That’s where I found myself last Saturday with my intern group: the magical grounds surrounding Windsor Castle.
We started out by taking an express train from Paddington station—it was around 30 minutes before we were in Windsor which was quite fast!
We had a lovely tour guide who took us around the grounds and told us the history behind parts of the Castle’s exterior and interior.
You aren’t allowed taking pictures inside, but there were beautiful paintings lining the walls and in some rooms, the entire ceiling was a painting.
It reminded me of when I went to Buckingham Palace, and funnily enough, both then and during Windsor Castle were exhibits of the Queen’s wardrobe. It was neat! The dresses were different during both exhibitions.
Afterward, we checked out the areas around Windsor Castle. We went to Eaton College, saw some swans, had some ice cream and then made our way back to London.
The calmer atmosphere compared to Zone 1 in London was a joy to experience. Have any of you been to Windsor? What did you think? I’d love to hear!
It’s crazy to think that just a few weeks ago I was incredibly homesick and questioned my decision to intern abroad in London. Things couldn’t be more different now, and I’m glad I stuck it out!
Meeting new people has been a highlight for me. One of the best things about London is that there are so many foreigners! A coworker from just outside London said that she’s the one who feels like the minority, not the other way around.
It’s an interesting perspective, and I just feel that everyone is so nice here! I had the total bias that people would be distant, but so far my experience has been the complete opposite.
I feel quite lucky to be living in central London; there is always something happening—always an event to attend. Too many things to do in too little time. Good thing I love to be busy!
Have any of you experienced London as a foreigner? What did you think?
So much has happened over the past few weeks here in London! I’m happy to say that I’m no longer homesick and am in love with the city!
Summary: I now have several different friend groups, adults to talk to whom I’ve met through volunteering, designers to keep in touch with, tourist attractions checked off the bucket list and an excellent internship that’s progressing wonderfully!
—This is where I remember to breathe.
I distinctly remember the first night that changed everything:
Friday, September 16th: The Mary Martin London Fashion Show
This was the first event I decided to go to alone. Completely by myself, I went to this fashion show hosted at the Kensington Close Hotel, which was a stunning venue with glass chandeliers hanging from the ceiling.
Before this event, I questioned my ability to meet people on my own.
It’s true what they say about when you’re by yourself: you’re forced to talk to others! But just in case this plan failed, I did do a little prep work. I may have read articles on how to talk to people on the tube ride to the event.
So I posted in the Facebook event that if anyone was thinking of going to the show, but had no one to go with, I would be walking around with a camera taking pictures for my blog. This lead to a few direct messages from people attending the event.
Through my Google rendezvous, I also stumbled upon the concept of standing by the bar. People are always ordering drinks which requires waiting time! Genius.
So, after changing into my confidence-boosting heels in the washroom (where I briefly stumbled into two models and the designer herself), I stood by the bar and had my camera slung around my neck like the professional photographer that I am.
There was a small group of guys at the bar; I introduced myself to someone which was followed by many more introductions, and before I knew it, I had met a over a dozen people.
I never expected people to be so nice to me! The sense of feeling welcome was a great shock to how I thought people would be at fashion events. (Devil Wears Prada, anyone?) I took over one hundred photographs, yet the highlight was knowing I could be fine on my own.
So that was the first event of many! I met some amazing people from all over the world; it was a very exciting experience and an absolutely amazing show!
I have many more events to write about; I think I’ll try adding a ‘Fashion’ segment soon! Slightly more formal posts with tons of pictures (approved by the designers beforehand). Let me know if you think that’s a good idea!
Guess I should try to sleep now? 3 a.m. sure does come fast!
I’ve been in London now for 12 days, and I have to admit that it’s been hard! Of course there have been great times exploring the streets last weekend, wine and cheese, and afternoon tea – but it’s still been a challenge.
I’ve never travelled or lived alone before, so this strange feeling of both sadness and happiness is unusual for me.
I still feel quite out-of-place and not a part of any close-knit groups; which is something I had at home. Many of the other interns in my program enjoy partying and drinking, which I don’t really like doing anymore.
I would just rather be fully present in my surroundings and have full control of myself than have that uncertainty of going out.
I’m hoping that this weekend will cheer me up – I plan on picking up my residence permit tomorrow, doing healthy groceries (a break from all the pasta, bread and cheese), and maybe a little shopping and visiting some interesting sights.
I would love to take more pictures and try to connect more with all that London has to offer. Because believe me, I know this is an amazing place! It’s just difficult to feel like I’m a part of it rather than just an observer.
Fingers crossed I get over this hump and start to fearlessly conquer everything I set out to see and do! No one else here seems shaken at all by the life-change of living here, so I am starting to feel quite dramatic. I can’t turn a switch and be a cheerful partier, though.
One week later, and I’m still alive! It’s been quite the adventure trying to get used to being in a different time zone (+5 hours). I still can only sleep a maximum of three hours per night. My roomie suggests I take Melatonin; but will it actually help this level of sleep-deprivation?
I bought a desk fan and foam topper for my bed that I’m still waiting for in the mail. Hopefully this combination will help, in addition to fairy lights, as I also have this same set-up at home.
Restoring a sense of normality is crucial for me at this point. It’s been a mixed experience so far, as this is my first time living on my own, far from my friends and family (in Ottawa, Canada).
All of the other interns have lived on their own before, so I seem to be the one having the most difficulty adjusting. I love the city itself, however there is a sense that something is missing. Perhaps sleep!
This past weekend was a fun break from my internship; check out the pictures I’ve taken so far! Many more to come.
If you have any tips for jet lag or missing home, please let me know!