Over two years ago I ventured away from my small town in Wales and embarked on my new life in London. I’ve always dreamt of living in the city and after six months of traveling around the World I thought what better time to start the next chapter of my life.
I live with my friend in a two bedroom flat over-looking the River Thames. From our balcony you can see the sunrise and sunset, you can walk to Chelsea, Clapham and Wandsworth AND… there is a 24 hour McDonalds just across the road – perfect right?
With the sun making another appearance I decided to go and take a short stroll around the area before the rain decides to return!
A bench – ‘a long seat for several people, typically made of wood or stone,’ yet a bench is so much more. A bench is a sigh of relief after a long, tiring walk. A bench is a symbol of peace and relaxation, a place where people sit for hours, silent, watching the World go by. A place of realisation.
In a city that thrives with chaos, the echoing of horns and strobing lights, there is a place of silence. Every now and then when you’re walking through the city you will come across these magical places. It may be a park, a coffee shop, a bench or a street uncharted by black cabs and for a second you can hear yourself think.
As much as I love the city, these places are always like a breath of fresh air. A second to gather your thoughts, slow yourself down and take a deep breath before turning the corner and returning to the madness that is London.