My bestfriend unfortunately for me lives in Leeds which is a 4 hour car journey from where I live, which sadly results in us hardly seeing each other. So after a lot of planning, this past weekend we managed to get together for a nice London weekend, booked in an afternoon tea at the Bluebird in Chelsea, shopping on Oxford and Regent Street and make the most of just being together while sipping on numerous cocktails.
We get to the Sanderson hotel just off of Oxford Street and make our way up to our room on the 6th floor, and it was stunning the bed was huge, the bathroom to die for and a nice balcony (if only the weather was sunny), then on the side table we found an envelope with my name written on it and inside 8 cocktail vouchers to enjoy at the Long Bar downstairs.
Drinking wasn’t ever going to go well, because in true Dani, Chelsea style we had a starter of cocktails, main of Doritos, carrots and dip and a pudding of prosecco and brownies. But it sure was fun at the time, at about 10pm we made our way down to enjoy the rest of our cocktails after having 2 around 6pm and the bar was heaving, apparently it’s the place ot be on a Saturday night.
After 1 cocktail each there we decided it was time forus to move onto another bar, heading to one that looked good on google we headed towards Oxford street but once we got there realised it was a dingy club not a bar like we wanted to we kept searching and ended up at the Cocktail Club on Goodge Street, which was a very strange experience. We walked in and Elvis was playing and the barteners were wearing Hawaiian shirts which was fantastic but then they started throwing ice everywhere and banging on the fridges with metal spoons it was verybizarre but the atmosphere was insane and the cokctails were yummy yet odd.
When the bar closed at 1:30am we decided to call it a night while we were feeling quite jolly, ready to sieze the day tomorrow, but of course that wasn’t the case. We were more drunk than we realised and this resulted in me being incredibly hungover / sick pretty much all day and nearly ruining our afternoon tea, and Dani having to look after me while wanting to look around the shops.
At many points thoughout the day did we think we may ave to cancel our afternoon tea, but we didn’t, and I kept telling myself to suck it up and make the most of having Dani down for the weekend. So at around 1pm we headed to Chelsea and started the long walk from Sloane Square station to the Bluebird, but it was so worth it!
We had our afternoon tea booked in at 3pm and got there at around 10past and my hangover had pretty much past, but unfortunately for Dani her’s started to hit her; however that being said she did not let it affect her like I did mine. We conquered that afernoon tea, which was absolutely amazing, and the seats / set up very cool and comfy.
And after that it was time for us to part ways, and for Dani to return to the North to startt her new job tomorrow!!!! (Good Luck babygirl!!)
But I would definitely recommend all of the places we went, the Sanderson, the Long bar, the Cocktail Club and the Bluebird, and to top it off it was the weekend of the Marathon so when we were getting ont he tubes all of the finishers were boarding! We’ve learnt our lessons though, and are going to make sure the next weekend we do something will be full of pampering and massages which only means one thing….SPA!!
“True friendship comes when the silence between two people is comfortable”
– David Tyson Gentry
THE JOURNEY TO THERE 