OK, where did February go? I had all these posts planned in my head, but none appeared to have made it to my blog. Normal service will resume, but first I want to reminisce for a bit.
I noticed on Twitter this week that the Room for London had reached the end of it’s life on top of the Queen Elizabeth Hall. Regular Southbank visitors will know this as the boat on the roof, but it holds a special place in my heart as we spent a night there during it’s first year.
Although it changed to a ballot system in subsequent years, I managed to wangle our stay by manically refreshing the webpage when the nights were released online (whilst simultaneously screaming at everyone in my office to STOP DISTRACTING ME). I was phenomenally lucky, and Husband was so excited when I revealed to him where we’d be spending our wedding anniversary.
We picked up our key, were taken through a bright yellow door to get to the secret lift, and then we were on the roof! I loved how temporary everything felt on the outside along the ramshackle walkway, but the inside was beautiful.
We spent the afternoon taking photos and watching the world go by (with a quick visit to a James Bond exhibition at the Barbican in the afternoon), before popping down to the Wahaca below for dinner. As the sun set, we practised our night photography on the balcony, wrote our entry in the log book, had a wonderful shower with Ren products, and snuggled up in the comfy bed. Despite being such a small space, it had everything we needed – I could easily have locked myself in, refused to leave, and lived there forever.
There were no curtains to close, so we woke up to beautiful sunshine and went back up to the balcony for a memorable breakfast.
Husband and I have stayed at many incredible places during our relationship, but this was definitely one of my favourites. I did try my luck again in the ballot on a couple of occasions, but we were destined to only have one night at the Roi des Belges. I will miss seeing the happy wind turbines on the skyline, and I hope they find somewhere else for it to live. Maybe once it’s settled, we’ll get the chance to stay again.