London in a Hurry

On Sunday, I went on another adventure around London. This time I had some company, Melissa and Sam. They hadn’t been to London before, so I gave them the grand tour. We ended up walking a total of 10 miles.

I captured some photos along the way. Please enjoy!



“To Walk Alone in London is the Greatest Rest.”

Title quote by Virgina Woolf

On Friday, I went down to London on my own. I didn’t have a plan, had no idea where I would end up, I just went. A few years ago, I did live in London for just over a month, so keep in mind that I do have a general idea of how London is laid out and where all the big spots are.

I slept in. I meant to leave by 9:30 but I awoke by 11:00. I almost talked myself out of going. I’m glad I didn’t. After a rushed two hours of filling out paperwork, taking a passport photo, attempting to figure out the bus system and buying my train tickets, I finally found myself on a train. If it was the right train, I was anxious and second guessing myself, but at least I was headed south.

I have travelled a lot before, I have also travelled alone. There is always this thrill when travelling alone, especially if it’s your first time or you just haven’t done it in awhile. There is a whole nother thrill when travelling without a plan. One issue, though… Once you arrive, what’s next?

I finally arrived in Kings Cross Station and walked by the ever mandatory Platform 9 3/4. I stood staring at the Underground map for a good five minutes trying to figure out what to do next… Shopping, I’ve only been here a week, I’m sure I need something… Oxford Circus it is.

Surfacing from the tube at Oxford Circus was overwhelming. It was so busy. Nope, this wasn’t for me. I made my way to Picadilly Circus. The walk was amazing. Just being in London was intoxicating. The city has such a long and invigorating history, that no matter where you walk or what you look at, it’s easy to wonder just how many people have walked these historic streets.

From Picadilly, I walked through Leicester Square and made my way to Covent Gardens. Covent Gardens is a beautiful little shopping and cafe area. I found the cutest little toy shop, Benjamin Pollock’s Toy Shop. Selling modern versions of vintage English toys.

Now I have a little obsession with the Tube (more design wise, but the history is cool too), and in Covent Gardens is the London Museum of Transport. Last time I was there I really wanted to go but unfortunately, I didn’t get the chance to. This time, though… oh man!

The museum is all about the change of transportation in London over the last 200 years as well as its cultural impact. It houses real examples of trains and buses through the ages; and it’s incredible!

Afterwards, I took a walk around the block and ran into James Bond. Well, the Bond in Motion exhibit at the London Film Museum.  So, on a whim, I did that too. It was so worth it. It was an exhibit that features the cars and other crazy vehicles from the Bond films. There are also lots of information from behind the scenes of the films, including design sketches and storyboards. More slideshow below!

After the 007 extravaganza, I walked towards the Thames. Just in time for sunset and London found its way back into my heart. I enjoyed the sunset, thought of Peter Pan as the Great clock glowed in the twilight and headed home for the day.

Overall an amazing day, and hopefully more to come back in London.

I’m in Hertfordshire

These first few days have been insane. Mostly being jetlagged, meeting tonnes of people and figuring the logistics of the school.


The flight was on of the best flights I’ve ever been on just because there was hardly anyone on the flight. I got a row to myself and slept across the seats most of the way. I took some pretty awesome photos of both Vancouver and England while departing and arriving respectively.


Arriving at London Heathrow was also easy, the three friends that I have been hanging out with the most, I met right away at the meeting point in the airport. There is Kat (from Montreal), Melissa (from San Diego), and Sam (from Kansas). After a bit of a wait and a bus ride, I finally arrived in Hertfordshire.
After settling in we went to a free food night and met some more people studying abroad. Then the jet lag came. Went to bed early, woke up at 4 am and couldn’t sleep.


By far the most stressful day. So far, information has been sparse. We had a 5 hour talk introducing us to the school and the local life. The biggest difference is the grading system. Here, 80’s and 90’s are unheard of. Supposedly if you get 70’s you are doing very well. And it’s not that the courses are especially hard. 70’s translates to A’s.

After the meeting, there were shuttles, K, M, S and I grabbed one to go to the supermarket to pick up groceries and supplies. We were only allowed 2 bags a person and even that was hard to carry home.


Melissa struggling

Afterwards, I went home and pretty much just passed out.


Today I already have had my first classes Social Media. I was triple booked with class, registration and academic advising. Class was great and I have sorted out my classes. My only worry is how/if they will transfer back to Capilano University back home in Vancouver.

I met a girl from Vancouver, well the island anyways; Bethany. Anyways, I hope to hang out with her soon.


More classes
London Trip on Sunday (with school)
Hopefully, separate London Trip
Another shopping trip


Departure Day

Finally finished packing after my last post, How to Pack Like the Adult I Am, and now it’s time to leave.

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Heading to security!

So those who know me, know that I like to be early. Especially for flights. I don’t like the stress of being just on time. I like to relax, shop around and enjoy the airport before my flight. I actually quite enjoy airports. YVR (Vancouver) International is one of my favourites. It’s one of the most culturally decorated places I know.


A bit of the aquarium.


This time, however, my flight is delayed. So more chill time for me. And bonus, I get to work on my blog. There is a couple nearby playing what sounds like Adele karaoke.


My quite space. Though someone joined me to use the outlet after I took this photo…



Anyways, off to London I go. See you all there!


These should exist at school campuses.



How to Pack Like the Adult I Am

Below is my wonderful packing method. It may not work for everyone, but it seems to work for me.

  1. Say your packing, but don’t.
  2. Find a suitcase. Put it out. Have it sit there for days to remind you of the daunting task ahead of you.
  3. Pack your athletic clothes first after admitting to yourself that your not going to work out before you leave but you hope to while you’re away. (New year new you??)
  4. Realise you leave the day after tomorrow and panic.
  5. Now the real fun begins. Move around your furniture so you can take photos for your blog.
  6. Put on Gilmore Girls. And watch a few episodes.
  7. Pour yourself a glass of wine.
  8. Pack. 
  9. Weigh suitcase then cut down on half.
  10. Repeat.
  11. Decide that the extra suitcase is worth the extra fees.
  12. Polish off the bottle of wine.
  13. Sit on suitcase and zip up.

Hope this was helpful!
(I don’t have a picture of my suitcase because I actually haven’t finished packing but I’m calling it a night)


A Proper British Fare Thee Well

My mum put on a little surprise farewell party with some of my family and friends on Friday. It was super cute.

She went full British theme. I’m going to miss mums little themed dinners while I’m away. I decorated a Union Jack cake, but my favorite part was the trolley of sweets!

We got to play with the champagne sabre that my dad got for Christmas, twas’ a hit!

My friends joined me afterwards for an after party downstairs and we partied into the early hours of the morning. It was the best party Ive had in a while. I love my friends so much. Ill miss you guys xx.

Now Ive just realized that I took only one picture of the party, but I did take a couple polaroids of the after party.

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Ana, Nina, Caelan, and Megan. Some of the best friends one could dream up.