We woke up early this morning so we could go to the Portobello Road Market which takes place every Saturday. It was amazing. When we first got off the tube at the correct station, we took a wrong turn and started wandering around a sketchy area of town. It was definitely a relief when we found our way to the true beginning of the walk and started on our way. It was so much fun being in the sea of people at the market. I bought the coolest necklace that has a clock on it, and I am so excited about it. And I have wanted a locket since I was little girl and admired my Grandma's, so I had to purchase one when I saw it on the street. I have to go back to this market next week, because I saw the cutest scarf I have ever seen, and already regret choosing not to buy it; I hope it's still there. The people in the street were fun, too. A man selling us sunglasses gave Liz and I the advice to write as if we were smoking drugs, to make our writing more exciting and unpredictable. Oh, London, how I love you!
We went back today to finish the second half of this walk, where we moved beyond the Portobello Road section of the walk. I am so glad we went back! I have lived in Notting Hill for two weeks now, and never understood why the name “hill” was included in the name, because it was basically flat. It was so fun to walk up hills and go through the subhurbs. I wish I had a key to any of the residential gardens. And it was so sweet to see all of the children in their schools wearing their matching uniform skirts, tights, and jumpers.
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