Surprisingly, Hugh Grant did not feature prominently in our outing to Notting Hill. Nonetheless, Elea and I managed to have a fantastic time walking through Notting Hill our first afternoon in London.
The Portobello street market is un-missable, and the spring weather actually held out for us (in London! maybe my life is a bit like a movie?), even sending pink blossoms raining down on passersby.
We browsed everything from century-old maps and dinky tourist souvenirs to tea cups and jewelry.
We tried on hats, spoke with the locals, and saw this guy:
Then we splurged on the best dessert of the trip:
A decent walk from the market and we landed in Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park- beautiful, open green space to walk, pause and enjoy the sculptures and fountains, and walk some more.
We stared in awe at the imposing Prince Albert Memorial, marveling at the gold and marble, the arrogance of representing the world’s nations (all those under the British Empire’s rule at one point, including the US), and the drive of grief and love that led to the monument’s creation.
It turns out, sunset in London is something to see.