London. The city, the sights, just the thought of it all gives my heart a little jolt. London was my first solo international trip. My first European experience. It is where I met others from all over the world. Where I experienced life with four wonderful and crazy South Africans. London taught me how to navigate public transport including double decker buses and tube shut downs. London is a city buzzing with life and culture and some of the cutest little neighborhoods. While living in London, I fully immersed myself into the resident life. I occasionally made my tourist debut, but often times, I spent my weekends recovering from the work week and hanging/going out with my roommates. We brunched together on Saturdays and grocery shopped on Sundays. I sometimes feel a bit bummed I didn’t do more “touristy” things while in London, but in the end, experiencing life as a resident offered much more than adding another museum to my list.
Lucky for me, I have had the opportunity to return to London twice since my six month stay. Once with my childhood friend, Kari and again with the hubs. While back with my main man, I finally got to experience the beauty and chaos of the Saturday Portobello Road Market. You know, think the adorable movie Notting Hill. Streets lined with vendors, people everywhere. It was both my worst nightmare and also the most wonderful thing. Vintage treasures and antique beauties everywhere. I mean, with every step I saw something new and found myself drooling over just about everything I could get my hands on. Although I had been to Portobello Road and Notting Hill more than once, this was my first full on Saturday market experience. It was well worth the crowds and I would highly recommend adding this to your list of London must sees! Plan accordingly and be in London when the market is open.
**As a comparison, I have also been to Camden Market on a Saturday. For a funkier crowd, Camden Market may be more up your alley. I just loved the “quaint”, vintage, beauty of the Portobello Road Market.