Eurostar to London West End - Adventure Year Week 33

posted on: January 28, 2020

We've been fortunate not to be affected by any train strikes or delays during our first few weeks in Paris.  Most of that has been mitigated by living within walking distance of everything we needed and wanted, but even still, travel strikes announced for the weekend would mean travels may be restricted in certain areas.  Luckily, we still had some options for leaving the city to explore a bit.

Neither Alex nor I had ever taken the Eurostar under the English Channel between Paris and London, and we were curious about the experience.  When you consider the rides to and from the airports, along with the necessary airport wait times, the train is actually more convenient.  We were able to walk to Gare du Nord from where we were working in Paris, and then walk to our hotel in London directly from the St Pancras Station as well.  We still needed to arrive an hour early to clear passport control and security, but the train provides the flexibility to get up and move around and do a bit more online work, which makes it more comfortable.





Despite China's dampening of public events and celebrations from the scare of the Wuhan Coronavirus spreading from travelers leaving China as quickly as possible, London's Chinatown wasn't going to let that stop the Lunar New Year decorations and celebrations.  Chinese New Year is a huge retail holiday for Chinatown districts around the world, and since the New Year Greeting is "Kung Hei Fat Choy" ("Hope you get rich" in Cantonese) as seen on the banner below, spending money and making money is an important part of the holiday!





Being based in the West End was great for walking the neighborhood and finding all of the smaller independent shops along the way.  Along my way to the National Portrait Gallery to meet up with a colleague I traveled with in Japan, I couldn't help but notice all of the Harry Potter-esque experiences one might be able to have along the way in this part of London.  Take a look at the photos and description below should you want to conjure up your own Potter-like adventure in this area too!






On a brisk walk between London’s Leicester Square and Russel Square, I found all the things one might need for their own Harry Potter style adventure: 🧙🏻‍♀️Some inspiration at the Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Performance 🎩 Hats and capes at A Child of the Jago 🏰 A very hogwarts style street and background, plus perhaps a butter beer style brew near “London’s Oldest Brewer” at Bloomsbury Tavern 📜Spell books and a flying broom at The Atlantis Bookshop 🥧 Proper scones, pastries, and tea at Ruskin’s Cafe 🧣Your own house’s scarf at the Scotch Shop 🐞 An insect hotel to suit anyone your spells happen to turn into a smaller creature. (Apologies for creative liberties and inaccuracies as I am not a die hard Potter-head!! I am merely observing that if you are- you should find all the things you need to make your Potter dreams a reality here. 😉)
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Since I'd never really had a "proper" Afternoon Tea in London, I did a little searching for something that would be a bit fantastical and splendid without straying too far from the British tea traditions, and landed on the Queen of Afternoon Teas at the Oscar Wilde Bar inside the Hotel Café Royal.  I was so happy to find that it wasn't just a splendid gold gilded room restoration, but that the experience of the live piano music, food, and teas really stood up to the splendor as well.  I can firmly recommend this experience without hesitation if you're up for an indulgence or celebration!





One of the things I regularly confront while living a nomadic life is how little I can acquire and hold onto in order to keep traveling lightly.  Yet, walking around London often reminds me of how much stuff the British have acquired, packed away, and held onto from everywhere else in the world.  The Treasury inside the British Library is like a Cabinet of Literary Curiosities from around the globe.  Shakespeare's handwriting, the Magna Carta, the Diamond Sutra printed in 500 AD.  I wonder if all those trees knew how treasured their paper might become one day?





We'd been tipped off by a friend that a new district was emerging even as I write this, behind King's Cross Station.  Fueled by what appears to be a Google HQ, warehouse redevelopment, and new residential and retail developments, the Coal Drops Yard feels like someone uprooted parts of New York's Williamsburgh, Brooklyn, and Red Hook, only to drop it in this little patch of London.  Bespoke retail, plant therapy workshops, social mission coffee... everything a millennial heart desires and a baby boomer rolls their eyes about.  If you find yourself in London, I think it's worth a stroll on a day when the Canopy Market is open, so you can also try some of the pop-up food and maker vendors too!  I'd also recommend stopping in at the House of Illustration while you're there, even if all you do is browse their gift shop.


Searching for Serenity in Paris - Adventure Year Week 32

posted on: January 24, 2020

Confession: This post is being written nearly a full month after these experiences, despite the back-dated posting, and this is when I'm glad that I'm not working for anyone else right now, because it's challenging to just keep up with my own creative work in the moment.

This week taught me that searching for serenity in Paris can be as complicated as searching for it in New York City.  Living around the Latin Quarter is great for being so close to a wide range of restaurants and being able to walk the lovely bridges over the Seine River on a regular basis, but what I'm finding hard to do here is find a place of serenity for some creative work.  Living in the thick of a modern European hub city is fantastic for trying new restaurants and cafes every day, connecting with people in person, collaborating, spontaneous meetups, and doing group work that requires quick synchronicity.  What it is not great for is getting headroom, breathing space, and serenity for reflective and deep-think creative work.  We're 8 months into this whole life-on-the-road thing, and I find myself craving more creative time and less travel time, while also battling myself about wanting stillness while I'm in a situation where I'm free to explore.





I found a few great spaces to work this week outside of the apartment, but nothing truly ideal within walking distance.  Even though we picked a cozy apartment that's great for being close to everything, some of what it lacks is natural light, a desk-height table, and sound insulation.  It has a couch and coffee table that I've attempted to work from, and a couple stools that have been my substitute for not having a desk-height table, but the overall space tends to feel more confining and limiting rather than open, contemplative, and creative.

This adventure year is really teaching me more about what I need with regard to personal space in order to feel like I have room to think, write, and create.  My ideal creative spaces are often open, airy, spacious, full of light, and have instrumental music just loud enough to drown out other conversations in the room, but not to disrupt inner thought.  The cafe spaces pictured above and below both qualify, but lacked availability of outlets and walking proximity.





In order to clear my head of frustration from feeling unable to work or create, I found my joy and inspiration headspace in exploration- discovering some of the lesser known or seen parts of Paris.  La Petite Ceinture is one of the places I discovered while waiting for La Poinçon to open for brunch.  I noticed an open gate, some stairs, some graffiti... and went down for a deeper look below... later learning that this rail used to run in a circle around the city, and is now being converted to public space for parks and art trails.





The most relaxation I found in the middle of the city was often near the water.  Something simple like a breeze through the willow branches overlooking a sunset or sunrise.  Ducks bobbing up and down on the water.  Watching tour boats float by with the low hum of their large motors.  These are the moments when being in the middle of Paris feels serene, still, and at peace.





I thought perhaps I might find serenity in wandering the Beaux-Arts School and Saint Germain des Pres neighborhood, where art is treasured and couture is coveted.  Unfortunately the vibes were more of the existential-crisis, who did what, and never-have-enough kind, so I found my serenity in being an outsider and having the ability to leave it all behind at the end of the day.



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