Keen readers will surely know that my recent blog absence could be caused by only one thing: travel. Yes, I took a small trip home to London for a few days, and then a long train journey down to Cornwall. It was perfect timing- the season's change and an unshakable flu had me feeling very low, and a week in England has me restored. I'm now ready to face the dark season and winter. Bring it on, Finland!
It also probably helped that I treated myself to staying in my favourite hotel in London- Hazlitt's.
It's a few old townhouses in Soho that were once boarding homes and famous for housing a host of literary types. Hazlitt (himself a literary critic) died in the building, and legend is that the landlady simply shoved his corpse under the bed and kept renting the room! I stayed in the Jonathan Swift room (he stayed here for a time) and enjoyed the wonky floors, crooked doors, and bed from 1740 immensely. Not only is it full of character and staffed by the friendliest people in London, it's nestled perfectly in Soho, so easy walking distance to everything, really. Including two (!) Byron hamburger places. EYE DART.
It was lovely to be back in London, and I forgot (after living in tiny Helsinki) how MASSIVE it really is. I walked until my feet were sore, bought lots of nice things for Banoo, and enjoyed the hustle and bustle. Though it was great to visit, after two days I was looking forward to Cornwall though. I think living in Helsinki has lowered my tolerance for noise...and people. I was getting frustrated by all the people staring at their phones while walking who I had to jump and dart around. There's a bit more room up here, that's for sure. Though no good hamburgers, which is a shame. I'M LOOKING AT YOU, BYRON. Get up here!