Just incase you were wondering, the visa never came through. I finally got that call late Thursday and just like that I was presented with a free weekend. What a rare occasion. Initially I had grand plans of escaping but to be honest after everything I also need a little R & R. I was chatting with a friend from Australia who used to live with me and our conversation got me thinking about all the places we used to go. I wanted a little London adventure to myself.
I was rather spoilt for my birthday in January and was taken to champagne high tea at The Dorchester with three fabulous friends. (You can check out my blog here if you missed it http://rozalcazar.weebly.com/1/post/2013/01/did-you-say-high-tea-darling.html ). Anyway, it was such a lovely afternoon that we all decided to make it a regular social occasion. Six months later we finally had that date. Nothing like a good girly catch up over a pot of fresh tea and cake.
Coffee addict loud & proud
What, another coffee blog? I know, I know, I am an addict but no trip to Borough Market is complete without a visit to Monmouth Coffee. Personally it is always my first and favourite stop, so you can understand why I thought it deserved it’s own little write up and photo shoot. I was introduced to Monmouth in Covent Garden when I first moved to London, gulp, almost nine years ago, and it is my favourite place to take friends when you need a good coffee and gossip session. My drink of choice is a black filter coffee.
A Royal experience
About two weeks ago I was lucky enough to film a corporate event in the Royal Opera house. It was a very long day but it was interesting to see the sunset, sunrise and again sunset all in one day. As a venue, the Royal Opera house is pretty spectacular as it has so much glass and allows a lot of natural light. I have been lucky enough to see both a ballet and an opera here. You can get tickets starting at ten pounds (mainly for the ballet, opera will generally be more expensive). It is a lovely experience and I would recommend seeing a show or even just to escape the hustle of Covent Garden and enjoy a tea or something stronger. I came back during the day for a coffee. It was a surreal treat having this huge venue almost to myself.
weekly musing from Rosalind Alcazar Photography