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Parks of London

After six months of living in London, Belle has visited parks in London several times. Living a 20 minute walk from Kensington Gardens, it's our favorite haunt.

This weekend, we decided to go crazy and get adventurous by trying out some of the other local parks.

Our first stop was Hamstead Heath. While it isn't one of the Royal Parks, it is a favorite by many locals.

Why is that? First off,  because it is huge. It continues to amaze me the planning that has gone in to many of these European cities, but especially London, to save space for public park. Hampstead Heath is made up of more than 790 acres of country oasis, all within the city.

The best part about the Heath are the open spaces for Belle to run like the wild dog she can be sometimes. There are many areas that have paths with green, rolling hills in between, and benches dotting the landscape for those who may want to sit and take it all in.

I spy a happy little dog

On prettier days, you'll find many people flying kites. On winter days, you may find sledders. It's a fantastic place to just be outdoors.

Belle is saying "I'm so happy! Park! Belly rub!"

And the whole point of the trip was for Belle. She loved it. As soon as we let her off the lead, she ran laps around us, almost jumping for joy. She ran from one wonderful smell to the next and managed to dirty herself up pretty good in the process.

Best place to rest up after running around?
A puddle of mud, obviously

Luckily, the Heath has 25 lakes within its acreage. Some are more for waterfowl, like ducks and swans; others, dogs can jump in and swim to their hearts desire. And, for those off path wanderers like Belle, clean off some mud in the process.

One of the 25 lakes at the park

The one part of the Heath we didn't get to check out was Kenwood House, which you may remember from the end of the film Notting Hill. While it is closed for renovations until Autumn 2013, hopefully on our next trip (which will be soon!) we can wander by for some views of the iconic building front.

St. James Park

I first came to London in high school with my mom, sister and grandmother. Oddly (or perhaps not so much) I don't remember much about it. We saw Mamma Mia, visited the cabinet war rooms, took a day trip to Windsor and Bath. I'm not sure exactly how else we filled up the rest of that week.

My second trip to London was during college, with my sister and grandparents. I remember so much more about our cruise through the British Isles and what made up this trip. Perhaps I was more independent, or just less of an annoying teenager. One of the things that has stuck in my mind was St. James Park. I remembered the weeping willows and all the swans, loungers out available to rent so you could find a nice shady spot and relax with a book for the whole afternoon. Perfection.

There is such a thing as a black swan!

Despite my fond memories of the park, I had not yet made it back there since my original visit all those years ago. This weekend, when nice weather hit and I got an itch to get out of the house, I knew that was where we should go.

Unlike Kensington Gardens, it would be quite a long walk for us & Belle, so we braved the tube. The gardens themselves were as lovely as I remembered, as long as you could picture how it was in the full color of summer, versus the dull/dead look of winter. They had some winter flowers planted, the grass was nice and green, and you had plenty of waterfowl to look at. These mesmorised Belle - so we wisely kept her on the leash the whole trip, just in case she decided she wanted to make a friend.

In the middle of the park is a bridge - you look to one direction and see the London Eye peeking behind the building where they have the horses guard. To the other direction, Buckingham Palace. So picturesque with the water setting the foreground, therefore lots of people like myself getting snap happy.
View of Buckingham Palace

We walked around and admired the geese, swans, pelicans, and other water fowl, as well as lots and lots of squirrels. After a lap around the gardens, we headed over to Buckingham Palace. I mean, if you're that close, you have to stop by to visit the Queen, right?

One of three pelicans showing off that day

We strolled over, snapped a few pictures to add onto the many I have taken before, showed off Belle's tricks to interested kids and as the afternoon was nearly over, called it a day.


Knocking at the Queen's gates