london weekend

I went to London last weekend, despite the blustery weather, and a lovely time visiting museums and perusing various gift shops.

View of London from the plane

Only in England at the Science Museum

We managed to visit five museums over the weekend and by the end of the first day, I was experiencing a little museum-fatigue. But my favourite exhibit is Only in England at the Science Museum, which is a display of photographs by Tony Ray-Jones and curated by Martin Parr.

We live in an age where we are constantly bombarded by messages that as a result, very little moves me. But I loved this exhibition. Tony Ray-Jones was a street photographer who shot on both sides of the alantic and sadly lost his life to leukemia at the age of 30. Despite his youth, he has amassed a collection of work that is both moving and thought-provoking. It's definitely my favourite experience from this trip!

View from National Gallery

I also manged to visit both the National Portrait Gallery and National Gallery and both museums were well crowded! I felt like I just couldn't focus or contemplate; will just have to leave that for another trip then.

Kimchi ramen at Bone Daddies

I had to have my Japanese food fix while in London and headed to Bone Daddies. The seafood was delicious albeit the soup base was seriously spicy and left me with an upset stomach, but I was still happy have to have eaten this.

The Double Shack

For dinner we headed to Covent Garden because I wanted to try the Shake Shack. We were lucky and didn't have to wait more than 10 minutes to order and get a table. The burger was good and I loved the fries but it wasn't life-changing, or maybe I just expect too much from food. (Not everything has to be life-changing, it just has to taste good)

Outside the Natural History Museum

Spotted outside the Natural History Museum, is Spring round the corner?

Lovely pink sakuras

Just before we left for Heathrow, we spotted these lovely pink sakuras outside someone's home near South Kensington Station. I really love this area, a lot of small cafes, an independent bookstore and a lovely busker singing opera. I cannot listen to opera without tearing up. Something about the emotion always makes me bursts into tears.

I love London and can't wait to go back again.