I never really liked cities. My first impression of a city came from New York City, the big gray expanse of tall buildings and even taller prices. To me, New York City seemed too industrial, too practical, too modern. For many years of my life, I based my opinion of cities on my monochromatic view of NYC. I figured I just wasn’t a city girl, and that was fine—that is, until London.
Despite being a city, London still manages to maintain a fair amount of green patches and beauty. You needn’t go far before encountering a tiny garden or park. Over the course of three days, we found many adorable parks, teeming with wildlife and roses.
Out of all the parks we saw, my favorite was Hyde Park. Hyde Park boasts a beautiful body of water filled with swans and geese swimming and begging for food. This one particular swan got extremely close to me, and I couldn't help but take a picture.
Being forever floral frenzied, I snapped a million photos of various plants and flowers that lined the paths around the park. It was a quiet oasis of tranquility and stillness, and a nice getaway from the hustle and bustle of places such as Camden Town. It was a much-needed breath of truly fresh air, and was well worth the detour.