One of my favourite days at home this trip began with a wander through Brick Lane market. From the dodgy stolen goods section, all the way through to Spitalfields Market, we passed amazing food stalls, great clothes, books, crafts, and more cool kids than you could shake a stick at. It was awesome.
Brick Lane is better known for its nightlife when a million Indian restaurants open their doors and try to lure you in (namely by yelling at you about how cheap their food is, which I’ve never quite understood) to dine. I’d never experienced it by day, but apparently this happens every Sunday.
It was only around 12.00pm as we wandered but the bright sun was so low in the sky that we were walking blindly half of the time.
The sun stays like that in the U.K. during the winter months and there was something so beautiful about it as we meandered through the steam and smoke of food vendors, in and out of shops, the sun in our eyes. I can’t wait to go back.
