Our stay in London was scheduled to be short, but full. I’d arranged meetups with several friends, and was really looking forward to seeing everyone. But the universe had other ideas.
About an hour after we arrived, I came down with a bad stomach bug, which turned out to be bacterial food poisoning (per lab results). I must have picked it up somewhere in Paris, not sure where.
Each morning I hoped I might be feeling better and be able to keep plans, and each day I had to cancel. I was still not well the day before we were supposed to fly home. So the doctor strongly suggested we push back our flight to give me more time to recover. I did not relish the idea of an 11 hour flight in that condition, so we did.
We were able to enjoy a few short walks while the weather in London was spectacular, so here’s a snippet of springtime…
Above: I’m wearing a little blazer I picked up at Comptoir des Cotonniers in Paris. And a big smile because I was SO happy to get outdoors for a little while.
I can tell this blazer is going to be real workhorse…I’ve worn it almost daily and it goes with everything. Here are a few with a similar look:
London has some of the most gorgeous parks! (And avian residents.)
Around Buckingham Palace. Thursday was the Queen’s 96th birthday!
On Baker Street.
Le Monsieur snapped this cute Easter display one of the days I was stuck in bed. Fortunately, he was unaffected by any stomach troubles.
I haven’t really spotted any noticeable style trends in London, other than floral frocks and skirts, which seem to be popular. Otherwise you see a little bit of everything (including athleisure).
The next few days…
Because we’d used miles for our air travel, the next available flight we could get was for next week. (Apparently everyone is wanting to travel now, and flights are more booked up.) So we’ve now relocated out to the countryside just a short train ride from town. It’s much less expensive, and a nice decompression from the stress of the last few days.
I’m grateful that my illness hit when it did, after we’d checked into a hotel where we had access to staff and a doctor and didn’t have to go anywhere for a few days. Had I been sick before leaving Paris it would have been much more difficult. And I’m grateful that we were able to shift our plans and make the best of it when things went sideways. More to come, cheers!
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