According to Forbes magazine, London is the most visited city in the world, and after our trip to London, I understand why. I could feel my American side come out as I fangirled over all things British—the accents, the red telephone boxes, the cute taxis, the double-decker buses, driving on a different side, the lingo. Everything in England was flawless.
London was possibly one of my favorite cities in Europe. It was historic, it was high-fashion, it was enchanting, it was beautiful. From Buckingham Palace to Big Ben, to the London Eye, to all the museums, to the well-run metro, to the pretty streets, to the lovely parks, to the wonderful food, everything in London was picture-perfect.
The city was clean, well-kept, and beautiful. Everyone was incredibly polite and well-mannered (including on the metro, which is something I was not used to). With attractions besides just monuments London has a unique way to grab your attention—street performers—from art to dancing, to music, there is always something to see while strolling down the street that holds the London Eye.
I spent two of my five days in the city of Nottingham, a city a few hours north of London, visiting an old friend. Like a fairytale, that city was perfect as well. It was ancient, yet modern; beautiful and adorable. The trip seemed unreal—everything was so lovely—it was too good to be true.
Although I was in England for five days, I found myself wishing to stay in the UK for longer—maybe forever. Even though it rained every day, that didn’t dampen my experiences whatsoever. I read that London is one of the most overrated cities in the world—and I couldn’t disagree more. Besides the rain, (and the fact that it gets dark at 4 p.m.) London was perfect and I would go back in a heartbeat if I could!