London’s restaurant scene is one infinity palate of delicious jewels, that people all around the world talk about and dream that one day they will be able to get on the guest list, and enjoy a visit in one from the many exquisite restaurants.
Holidays are the second name for happiness.
They remind me of my early childhood days, when I used to stick my face on the window in hope to see Santa Clause or at least his footsteps in the snow.
They are always in fashion, their main season is fall and winter.
And where were they created, exactly where I am today. The ideal place to tell you this story.
This year was open the new wing of the Tate Modern museum. About it many have written from the ones who praise modern art to passerby.
Today I will write about how this museum was created.
Sunday morning and Hyde Park. Something that has to be experienced. In the early morning, in this huge oasis of green, first are the joggers that come to it, dressed in lively color with headphones in their ears, they jog their daily route. Then the whole London flows in.