I found myself suddenly without a hotel for Saturday night (no, I did not trash the place in honour of Keith Moon; my hostel and I jointly messed up my last night's reservation).
My friends who live in London were variously in India and laid up with flu. I quickly scored a room at this place online after a panicked search, and after a short and rather beautiful late afternoon cab ride from Swiss Cottage I walked through the pretty Victorian doors to a warm and friendly reception from Norah, went to my clean and cozy little room to unpack to the sounds of the TV, and took a long walk to Archway enjoying the architecture and charm of the high street.
The free English breakfast was tasty but three times too big, not a problem I object to, so I spirited it off with me and it sustained me all day. Chris, the morning receptionist, told me how to get the bus for Notting Hill (where I had arranged to stay the next day), and I ended up so happy with the place that I booked additional days there for when I get back from France later this week. Enough autobiography; check this place out. read more