Strawberries, cherries and an angel’s kissing spring is all I could think of this past weekend. I had to be in London for work during the week and I thought it was a great idea to stay over the weekend as well and spend some time with my friends (the absolute #worthlivinit material!)
What I wasn’t counting on was the glorious weather – sun and high temperatures made these past few days unfrorgettable. I’ve told you again how weather can influence my mood (this is no news really, it works like that on everyone). What I hadn’t shared with you is another observation of mine: that good weather in northern countries such as Belgium or the UK is a f@&3:£ing big deal. Everyone and their aunties are out at a park/hosting a barbecue/attending a barbecue. And that’s it. People are talking about it for days and days, building up anticipation, then the weekend with the good weather is here and you need to go out and enjoy the sun otherwise you’re the BIGGEST sucker.
Coming from a country where sunshine is the norm, I always thought people exaggerated with the good weather. Until I became one of those people.
So what did we do this perfect sunny Saturday in London?
We visited a museum.
We went shopping.
We had drinks at a rooftop.
We ate the cheapest bagels in town (OMG, this place is like a bagel heaven, which kind of my preferred heaven of all).
We were happy as hell.