An Interlude – By Kate

It’s been fourteen years since I walked around these streets, oyster card in hand, tube map memorised and faint English accent growing. Being back here has been A LOT of fun, but mostly being here has made me miss being here.

I miss the history and architecture, the way everyone runs to the nearest park to pay their respects to the sun gods as soon as a hint of heat arrives, I miss the smell of roasting chestnuts as you exit Bond St Station in winter but most of all I miss the family that took me in when I was too young to really understand just how far I was from home.

We have packed our week with touristy things: Tower of London, Battersea Power Station, The Shard, cheese sushi train and Sketch. But my highlights have been the moments spent with my family members collectively and individually, reminiscing on the year they adopted me, learning family history, having ‘girl chats’ in the park, drinking far too many glasses of wine and just enjoying being in each others company.

When we leave London tomorrow, I will be leaving with a heavy heart. A piece of me will forever belong to London and that piece of me will always be a little home sick for it.