It wasn't until I quit my job back in February that I was able to truly appreciate eating a meal outside. Granted, I didn't do this while I was still in Toronto - it was still pretty fucking cold outside, but I did more of that in Taiwan, where it was 25 - 30 degrees Celsius everyday. I sat on a Starbucks patio, or a bench in my local park, or just a busy walkway in downtown Taipei - it was just good to eat, reflect and people watch.
So apparently, this has been the best day in London for a while - it's been raining like mad lately, so with the sun out, I decided it was a perfect day to walk around and eat breakfast outside.
What it looked like outside my hotel window this morning. |
A perfect place for breakfast. |
A small part of me wonders why I didn't do this more often when I was working... |
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