My head seems to be filled with gardens lately, I’m constantly hunting out green spaces in the city. When I’m not stopping by Gordon Square or spending a quiet afternoon reading in St Georges Gardens, I’m doing things like going to the Garden Museum like I did the other day. I’m not a particularly green-fingered person and I don’t know much about botany but there is something about living in a student house with no garden, backyard, balcony, terrace or patio that makes you automatically seek out what you don’t have.
At home in Denmark we have a small garden and our cabin in Sweden is surrounded not only by a big, green garden but also by the wild, dark forest and I really miss having access to these. The difference here in London is that I don’t have a place of my own but have to ‘make do’ (like everyone else) with the public green spaces scattered all over the city. At least it’s not that difficult to find one, especially not here in Bloomsbury.
It quickly became evident when I moved here that I would miss two (to me) very important things; quiet places and good walking areas without too much traffic. It also quickly became obvious that these two things would not be easy to find, despite everything else that London offers. But after 8 months I have finally found a place here that is both quiet and absolutely perfect for long, uninterrupted walks.
When my parents visited last week we agreed on taking a day-trip to Greenwich, a place I had been in once before with the boyfriend but which I wanted to see more of with my parents.
Last week was an exciting and busy one as my parents came to visit me for the very last time while I live here. It has taken me a few days to process everything that we did together, not to mention sort through the many (hundred!) photographs I took. I’m finding myself equally saddened to leave this place and excited about going home to Denmark and to spend some quiet weeks in our cabin in Sweden, away from the never ceasing noises and movement of the big city.
I have finally adjusted to my newfound freedom and am finding myself spending most of my time hanging out with friends and seeing as much as possible during my last weeks here. My parents let me in charge of planning our holiday week together but as we saw too many things to describe in just one blog post, here is a (not so short) summary of how I spend the week:
One of my absolute favourite places here in London is the many squares, parks and gardens that create an often peaceful sanctuary away from noise and traffic, a place where you can take a walk, get some fresh air or read in quiet on a bench beneath the tall London plane trees.
For many weeks i have had St Pancras Gardens written on the list of things I wanted to explore the minute I had the time but have been waiting for the right weather to do it, especially as the heat of the last few days have made me seek the coolness of my room (I know, it’s super spoiled to be moaning about the heat and humidity but I’m from Denmark! We are not used to 24 degrees at the end of May). So when I woke up this morning to a cloudy, overcast sky perfect for photography, I knew what I was going to do.