By now, I’ve spent so much time in London over the last few years, it almost feels like a bit of a second home. I never tire of visiting, whether it’s for a sneaker event, or for a weekend away with Emma. This was my third trip of the year to London so far (not much in reality but it’s more than anywhere else I’ve been this year), and we were mainly going down so Emma could fulfil her little obsession with this above average singer named Adele, but we figured we’d make a weekend out of it.
The gig was on the Friday night, so we took the day off work and headed down. So of course, here’s some cliche plane shots to kick things off, excuse the dirty window.
Usually we stay around Shoreditch, but we were trying to do things on a budget this time (those Adele tickets were pricey), so we just crashed at the Travelodge near Kings Cross which I stay at when I’m down on my own.
Other than the gig, we had absolutely ZERO plans across the whole weekend, so we literally just went for a wander. There’s plenty to do in London, but yeah, we just walked, and walked a little more. We’re Scottish right, but we definitely did not prepare for how cold it was in London that weekend.
Another thing, there’s a lot less pictures than normal because the lens I usually take when travelling is currently in for repair, so I was just messing around with a Canon AE-1, and left my D750 with 50mm in the more than capable hands of Emma. So the majority of these shots here were taken by her. She’s good, right?
Except for this one, this one was me.
And these were all Emma’s shots, maybe you’ll notice some famous London tourist attractions…
We stopped and grabbed a Starbucks, so here’s an obligatory sneaker shots of my NB1’s and Emma’s “Pirate Blacks”. I’m yet to do a feature on my NB1’s that I was lucky enough to design, but it’s coming soon.
We had to be at the o2 Arena for 8pm on the Friday night, and it’s a little bit far out on the underground, so we left a little early to make sure we got there on time. Emma probably would have cried earlier than expected if we were late for Adele, but we made it, banging seats and all, she killed it!
We were so exhausted that we just headed back to the hotel after the gig and k.o’d, plus we were hoping for some better weather on the Saturday and were going to explore St. Paul’s for the first time.
Emma was desperate to have pancakes for breakfast on Saturday morning so we headed to Soho and ended up at Bill’s for breakfast.
After breakfast, we headed to St. Paul’s Cathedral, as we had never been and wanted to climb to the top to see what the view was like. I actually only made it outside the cathedral last November, when I had some time to kill and took a wander past it.
Sadly, you’re not allowed to take any pictures or video inside St. Paul’s, and although we probably could have, we played by the rules, so after 528 steps to the top, the views were most definitely worth it.
Enjoy the views of the Gherkin, the Walkie Talkie Building, the Shard, Tate Modern, the Millennium Bridge, the London Eye and the BT Tower in the distance.
Well worth the climb, wouldn’t you agree?
We headed to London Bridge as I wanted to get some long exposure shots, but seriously, why was it so cold? We probably should have been better prepared, but that’s our bad.
Rounding off our Saturday night, we grabbed some food at Strada near to London Bridge which is somewhere we’ve ate a bunch of times at fully recommend for those interested.
Sunday was meant to be spent at the Natural History Museum as a good way to kill some time, but the queue was ridiculous, so we got breakfast in the form of some crepes at Kensington Creperie.
We then headed into town to do a spot of shopping and spend some money that we didn’t have before our flight home, and big shouts to French ATC for causing some delays.