Shoreditch, how I love you - you’re not like the others. You don’t pretend to be posh or act uptight, you tell it like it is with your walls displaying every possible emotion, your streets are full of people and your midnight air full of life. And sometimes you become a bit, or a lot, dingy and vacant and disoriented, but that’s cool. I like those parts too. Sorry I could only spend a few minutes with you today, but I’ll be back to photograph you in all your glory, promise.
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taken at hampstead heath.
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the story:
- i decided i wasn’t spending enough alone time with london town
- just me and the city and no one else
- so i trekked out to hampstead heath before sunrise.
- but first hot chocolate exploded all over my jacket
- and then i got lost (as usual).
- when I reached though, it was totally worth it.
- i like hampstead heath.
- ooh so stunning
- until my feet froze and my fingers reached a pre-frostbite state and i couldn’t feel my nose anymore
- on my way back, two golden retrievers made eye contact and fell in love (and then started to get frisky much to the amusement/irritation of their owners)
- london, you’re too cute.
Kashmir is beautiful.
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Not bad eh? Unfortunately the military presence practically takes over the place, but I guess it keeps it safe and Kashmir has gone from one of the most dangerous spots in the world to one of the top tourist destinations.
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Wed, 25th Jul — 1 note
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Americans + Foreign Starbucks’
I met a lot of Czech people in Prague. It was fun. You know what was also fun? Having a group of girls in Prague’s Old Town Square ask about my Starbucks drink and watching them let out shrieks of joy when they too noticed the universal symbol for coffee. I mean they literally shrieked. Not that I blame them, that coffee pretty much saved my day too.
But as my mom rightfully pointed out, the place was filled with tourists, most of whom were American (judging by the accents?). These tourists had found a symbol they recognized and immediately felt at home in a country where nothing seemed familiar. In fact, any popular American chain will do the trick, but for us coffee-lovers (and that’s the majority of people I know) there’s nothing like Starbucks. I’m not advocating Americanization. In fact, I strongly believe the best way to travel is to completely immerse yourself in a culture and leave your own roots behind. However, that being said, after a day of Czech food, drinks, and meanderings, it was just one of those tiny little comforts that make me happy.
P.S. In addition to the tiny little comfort, I also got what has to be one of the worst spellings of my name, after I spelt it out for the barista!
Mon, 9th Jul — 1 note
