The Fog

London, a city filled with familiar language but in different key or rather more accidentals? (apologize for sounding like a super music nerd) but that was how I felt most of the time in London tho. I mean the city itself was gorgeous and charming just a bit cold (like cold cold, compare to Paris), and a little bit too gloomy for me. It's funny how when I went through my photos after three months and realized that I didn't take any photos of the "iconic buildings, or famous landmarks" of London, rather my photos are filled with strangers, beautiful corners and food - I guess these things spoke to me more, and they tell stories. I am pretty happy with how the photos turned out, perhaps I would probably edit them differently if I didn't put them off for this long. 

I don't recall the exact locations for each photo, but I do remember I loved Borough Market - and I wish I had three stomachs to try all the food there. I also remembered that I got yelled at after I took a photo of the dude who was playing bagpipes - because I didn't tip him (oops). Anyhow, these are my favorite photos from London, scroll down enjoy the photos and see the stories behind them:)   

I love how the proportion is off, either the truck is too small or the man is too big :p 

That's where I got yelled at fyi

one of my favorite coffee shop - Monmouth Coffee Company

I mean cute corners is a must. 

The Coffee Jar

Ending the trip with a good cup of coffee is crucial. I wish I could post more often, but coming up with contents that I want to write about consistently is actually very hard. Perhaps November will inspire me a bit more, thanks for stopping by, see you until next time:)