As in the final shot of a disney cartoon, in black and
white, with the roaring lion and watching children’s expressive disappointment
for the fun to have ended, so does my adventure too, in a final roar of
awesomeness of the best that London has to offer. It’s been a week now that I’ve
been back in the Netherlands and I haven’t quite had the time yet to miss
London, so busy with work, friends, family, and gf this week has been. Yet as
soon as relative routine kicks in I’m sure my mind will start wandering off to
sunny spells embodying capricious weather, the sunlight reflected in the
Thames, the crowds to dodge when running across Tower Bridge, the vibe of The
City, the infinite number of food stalls, bars, restaurants, pubs, and street
corners to eat and drink, and the friends I left behind. A final capture of the
last days is all that’s left for me to do, plus the continuous endeavour to trigger
my employer to sending me across the channel again some time. Who knows.
It does feel like it’s been ages ago though, and hence
recalling the last events isn’t as straightforward as it may seem. The epic
ending of a magnificent 10 week stay was without any doubt the business course
organised by the bank every year, one in which I partook last year as a hopeful
applicant, and one which I this year attended as a beaming trainee. Finishing
in style at the Roof Gardens in Kensington was definitely the best clubbing I’ve
seen in ages, and the preceding evening on Thursday featuring a decent dinner
with subsequent beers in one of London’s countless pubs wasn’t a bad way to
spend an evening either. Wednesday I had organised by goodbye drink, with
colleagues and friends attending the fun at the Anthologist, one of my
favourite bars around the corner of the Bank of England. Luckily I had finished
all tasks by then cause my working day on Thursday was far from productive due
to all the alcoholic beverages consumed the preceding night. Tuesday I had
Joeri over and jointly we tried the all famous Byron Burger in Soho, and Monday
was Mexican food with Marry and David.
As can be read in the previous post, my last weekend in
London was all about hiking in the peak district, with Dana’s parents being
fantastic hosts in their Sheffield suburb mansion. Stew and whiskey on Friday
night after a four hour long journey from London, Saturday the fantastic and
extensive hike through British country side, with some Vietnamese food and a
relaxing movie providing the relaxing reward at night. Sunday sleeping in and
going for Chinese for lunch, and the long journey back to London to top off the
weekend with. Bliss!!
And what happened in between Edinburgh and Sheffield the week
before that hike, I don’t fully recall. We did go out for Japanese dinner with
Vasiliki, Gabri, David, and a pretty lady colleague of Vasiliki, yet for the
remainder I don’t recall very well. No doubt I had an awesome time as well
those days, yet the fact that I forget so easily already is a justification on
its own for writing down these adventures lest they are forgotten forever.
So that’s all for two and a half months of London! Thanks for
reading my blog, and I truly hope more will follow on a next foreign stay, be
it for three months or three years.
