“Looking out of the window, staying out of the sun
So I chose freedom, running around trying everything new
But nothing impressed me at all
I never expected it to” 

-Andrew Lloyd Webber

I have been feeling very somber these last couple of days. I’m leaving London to move back home to Somerset, and although this is what I want it’s still getting me down. London has been a rollercoaster to say the very least, I wouldn’t say it has beaten me however. I am now even more determined to move on, despite how these past nine months have been.

So in my last week before I pack up and go, I have been going to my favourite spots in London to soak it all in. It’s a weird feeling, almost like a break-up. I know I need to leave because I’m not happy, but it hurts to think about not coming back and seeing it all everyday.

Yesterday I ventured to Hyde Park, one of my favourite places to go when I feel a bit foggy. I didn’t realise how much I needed open spaces, and nature to help me think. Back home in Somerset you are never not near an open field. If life get’s a bit much all I have to do is go for a walk with my dog, I feel a thousand times better after.

It’s been no different in London, as soon as I feel it’s all a lot to handle I go for a walk. Hyde park is perfect as I can spend hours walking around, and always have something to see.

Jealousy does kick in when I see people with their dogs, It makes me miss my dog Gizmo so much!

I usually walk straight to the Serpentine, following the path over the bridge to Kensington Gardens.

Yesterday was the perfect weather for contemplation, once I walked to Kensington Gardens I then sat and admired the view of  Kensington Palace.

To say that I will miss these views is an understatement. The thought of all the History in that palace is mind-blowing. It was young Queen Victoria’s first home, and was also where Princess Diana lived.

Despite the bad points, living in the big smoke has been a dream. London is formidable, but it’s made me so much stronger. Just being here has helped me figure out what I need to be happy. Even though London isn’t it, I will look back at these pictures and feel proud that I lived here once upon a time.

So, Goodbye Hyde Park. It’s been one for the books! X