london in february: day 4.

the last day in london was a hard one. as in saying goodbye to this bustling town. because on the last day london showed itself from its best side. the sun was shining and we decided to roam through spitalfields ( shoreditch area ) and brick lane before we had to head to heathrow for flying back to germany.

spitalfields mesmerized me a lot. all the brick houses and urban surroundings - it felt very artistic & young here. there are so many good little shops and cafes here and everything is full of art, in every corner! some markets opened when we made our walk, markets for everything selfmade! food, clothes, vintage, antiquities. and there was so much i would have liked to buy. unfortunately time was gnawing on us, so i declined buying the tastiest foods, cheeky selfmade clothes... next time!

i'm really missing london. i never thought that overall i would love to come back again. i don't like huge cities, and london is sheerly massive and not at all overviewable. but still, it caught my heart really deep. i think it may be the only super city that i would ever want to live in.

early morning gherkin.

unicorn ripped in two.

suzzle cafe.

i really loved this.

heron building.

i wonder if that art has something to do with mythological background. my mind imagines something buddhistical.

old st. patrick's school doors.

the girl and the cat.

brick houses and modern architecture.

eerie and derpy.

guy fawkes street art.

day of the dead skull.

blue dove.

kinkao -a thai food restaurant. i tell you... next time i'm going to eat there, the food on the website looks absolutely delicious!

a little flatiron like building :D

another oppositional neighbourhood.

and really the last picture of our journey to london. above the clouds. flying was beautiful!

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