Sunday mornings are probably my favourite part of the entire week. I believe me having worked almost all Sundays when I was at uni has me appreciating the tranquility and easiness of these mornings even more. Where my Saturdays are mostly spent running errands, getting work done or catching up with housework, Sundays generally have no deadline to them. It’s okay to sleep in, take time to drink coffee and linger just some more at the breakfast table watching reruns of 80s tv series. It also doesn’t even matter whether I spent the mornings in the forrest taking my dog for a nice long walk or waking up to the sounds of a big city such as New York or London. There is just something completely magic about it.
London stole my heart. Ever since my uni days back in the early 2000s it’s been one of the places that I love to travel to and I do so at every opportunity. With London it is not so much about the touristy places that people from all over the world flock to when they visit that make me love this city so much, but it is more about the off beaten tracks and hidden corners.
After having dwelled over and talked about setting up my own blog for such a long time, the new year felt only right to finally set up and publish One Million Stops. I have been wanting a space where I can share the photos that I take along with glimpses into my travel adventures.