I went to London for the first time when I was 10, again when I was 12, but it took me other twelve years to go there for the third time. The reason for the visit was a job interview, which didn’t go so well, probably because as I got off the plane and saw that gray weather the country is known for, I had no desire to move and live there. Little did I know that the next day was going to be a beautiful sunny day and I was going to cross one of the prettiest neighborhoods in this city, Chelsea.
We left the subway at Earl’s Court, went to Stanford Bridge stadium, Chelsea’s stadium, and then walked to the Natural History Museum.
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