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travel photo essay: saturday in notting hill.

Posted on Apr 23, 2011

“All that a city will ever allow you is an angle on it–an oblique, indirect sample of what it contains, or what passes through it; a point of view.”
–Peter Conrad

Portobello Market's pastel flats

Last week I had the amazing opportunity of hosting my mother in London. On Skype back in March, I’d been telling her about my new-found obsession with Kayak’s Explore tool–it allows you to select a city to “explore from,” and then wait for little flags to pop up above cities across the world showing the lowest ticket price available at the time. We were casually testing cities and dates with the tool when I spotted a return ticket from our hometown in Virginia to London for a mere three hundred pounds…some $480.

“Mom, you have no choice. You’re coming to London.” Perhaps not every ounce of my strong will had been beaten out of me as a child.

But once the ticket was officially bought and hotel reservations confirmed (at the cozy-if-claustrophobic EasyHotel in South Kensington), the real fun began for me: planning the itinerary. And suddenly I was reminded of just how much there is to see in London.

We only had five full days, one of which would alone be spent in Kingston. I realized the best way to organize each day was by region: Kensington and Chelsea on day one, Westminster and the SouthBank on day two, Russell Square and Holborn on day three, and so on. Soon, though, I was running out of days and lamenting having to lob off entire areas that still seemed so necessary to “seeing London”: Camden and Regents Park, Brick Lane and the East End, etc.

With each new region we passed into throughout the week, my mom marvelled at how distinct they all were: “It’s like a different city every time you turn a corner.”

On Saturday, we braved crowds and Central Line closures and made our way to Notting Hill for the famed Portobello Market. It was one of the first touristy bits of London I myself visited back in 2008 and I knew we had to visit. “This is different, too!” my mother remarked as we wove our way through teeming streams of people, past hawk-eyed vendors and sweet-smelling waffle stands. I too couldn’t deny another simple truth.

That despite the interminable winters, despite protests and train delays and a sour economy, I still love London.

Portobello Market sign

Portobello Market crowds

globe in Portobello Market

Portobello Market spoons for sale

Beaded necklaces in Portobello Market

Portobello Market globes for saleThe Travel Bookshop in Notting Hill

Portobello Market necklaces for sale

Flats along Portobello Market

Portobello Market world famous sign

  • http://Www.janellrardon.com Janell

    The absolute best trip and the most fabulous tour guide! You should be a travel writer!
    Smile! Oh what fun we had!!! Sitting in Baltimore airport wishing we were coming to see you! Xoxoxo

    • http://iheartcharmcity.wordpress.com Jen

      1.) loved the post and photos! Fun to hear about your time together!!
      2.) Janell, you are sitting at the Baltimore airport?? Is this on your way back from London? If you are ever in Baltimore for awhile, let me know and I would love to take you out for lunch or coffee!