London, England
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Give me horrible airplane food, NOW! Give me an uncomfortable seat, 1 gazillion feet above the Atlantic Ocean! I want to carry my carry-on to the wrong terminal and be annoyed by the incredibly long walk to my gate! Have you noticed that I am a tad grumpy? It’s not my fault that today I am extra feisty. I am simply deprived of seeing the world. I should be in London, having the time of my life with my besties. Jumping from high tea to a quick stroll on Bond St., to making out with beautiful British strangers. So, to make me extra sad, I am sharing what I would do and where to stay, if I was actually were there, sans the risk of dying from a not-so-friendly virus. I would have stayed at the lovely and creatively moody “Blakes” in Kensington. This hotel gives me sophisticated vibes, a perfect place to absorb its timeless elegance. High tea is my second favorite thing to do, specially in a city where it is more celebrated. There are a lot of lovely places but since I am a sparkly basi