The riders were corralled at No. 11 Codogan Gardens , a dapper little hideaway in Chelsea.
My carry-on bag reminded me that the big city was not my final destination,
so I loved soaking up the scenery as it rushed by my classic London Taxi.
Cosy and comfortable No. 11 is concealed behind the classic brick facades of Codogan Gardens.
All of the furnishings and details make you feel like you’re staying with some fabulously eccentric Auntie rather than in a hotel.
Some of the quarters are a little close but sumptuous details like upholstered walls, marble bathrooms and endless bottles of water somehow open up the space.
Everyone scattered like filly’s to take care of last minute details before our flight to Africa. Spring had sprung and the flowers and blue sky almost looked as though it had been painted for our visit.
That night we reconvened at the bar for a kick off celebration for the adventure to come.
When we hit the pillow that night we all knew it would be our last night in a traditional bed within 4-walls for awhile.
Oh Emily, when can we meet my friend? I feel that I already know you so well, my courageous adventurer!
xoxo
Karena
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