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Lost London

On Saturday morning we found ourselves slightly hungover and on the way for dim sum in Chinatown, when we walked past Ely Place in Holborn. I’ve walked past it many times and have also had drinks in Ye Olde Mitre which sits in the middle of it, but I never realised there is a chapel a bit further down.

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We went to have a look at the outside of the building, not expecting that we could get in to see the inside, but the sign on the door said the building was open.

Inside we found a magical small chapel, with two of the most amazing stained glass windows I’ve ever seen. The windows were so powerful and dominating because of the size of the church. St Etheldreda’s is a tiny, beautiful Roman Catholic church, which dates back to the Middle Ages, and is the oldest Catholic church in England. It was built in 1290 and formed part of the grounds of Ely Palace, the Bishop of Ely’s London residence.

More about the history of St Etheldreda’s can be found on their own website, especially about the stunning windows, which were replaced in the 1950’s, after the church was hit during the Second World War. The thing that amazed me so much was the fact this building was here – had been here for over 800 years – in a place I’ve worked for about 15 – and I didn’t even know it existed.

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As well as the beautiful church itself, we had a nose around in the crypt, which is used as a venue for parties. I found out later that the catering for the venue is done by one of my favourite Farringdon restaurants, The Bleeding Heart Tavern. If I were planning a party I would definitely want to host it here. Looking at their website it looks fantastic when it’s all fully laid out.

I love those moments when you are wondering around London, on your way to somewhere else, and you stumble upon a hidden gem. It’s not often I take time to look around me, but it’s pretty much always worth it when you do.

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Le Grande Depart

Last weekend we decided to ride to Le Mans. Our friend and former team-mate Steve Mercer was racing in the 24hour Motorcyle Endurance World Championship and we wanted to go and cheer him on. I also wanted to see what the difference between National and World Endurance racing is really like.

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It’s the first long journey since we bought the new bike, and in fact, the longest journey we’ve ever doneon a bike so I wasn’t really sure what to expect.

We got an early start on the Friday to get to Folkestone for the EuroTunnel train to Calais. It was just getting light when we left and it was really foggy, which wasn’t particularly nice. But we managed to avoid too much traffic on the motorway and got to the train terminal with time for a quick breakfast in Leon.

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I love going on the channel tunnel train, it’s so easy and the journey is so quick. They gave all the bikers our own carriage and before we knew it we were the other side, having to remember which side of the road to ride on.

We travelled south from Calais, stopping at Abbeville, Rouen and somewhere about an hour outside of Le Mans. We got a lovely steak-frittes at a service station and had a few coffees to keep us going on the way. The BMW is very comfortable, but there’s no doubt about it, Le Mans is a little bit further than we’d kinda realised. Or rather, I’m not really sure I’d considered what 6 and a half hours on a bike would feel like. Numb bum!

Thankfully the weather was beautiful and I had lots of amazing scenery to distract me. You can do a lot of thinking on the back of a motorbike but I definately need some sort of voice activated recorder so I can remember my genius ideas after I’ve got off! Mind you, I was also doing a lot of very bad singing, so not sure I’d want that recorded…

We finally arrived in Le Mans about four o’clock, quite stiff and tired, but otherwise excited to be there and excited to have finally made it. I didn’t get bored once and it was a great adventure.

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I love a hotel, me

I’ve stayed in many, many hotels in the last 15 years but the novelty still hasn’t worn off. Well, maybe not including the Premier Inn, but generally I love staying in hotels.

One of the great things about our recent holiday was the variety of different hotels we stayed in. When we landed in LA we stayed the Hotel Wilshire.hwl-exterior-8571 img_transNot the famous one, but a new Kimpton hotel on Wilshire Boulevard. The hotel had a lovely rooftop pool, where you could have breakfast or cocktails. It was also next door to a fun sports bar (cheaper cocktails) and in walking distance the The Grove (good shopping).  I definitely noticed that there were more people walking in LA than any other time I’ve been there, and more cabs on the street, so it seems like people are looking for other ways to get around the city than just driving.

We came back to the Hotel Wilshire for one night before flying back home at the end of the holiday – I’d definitely recommend it, though the wifi wasn’t free, which was a pain.

At Laguna Beach we stayed at a completely different style of hotel. We were in the Casa del Camino for a one night flying visit.  It was OK, but the rooms were dark and the property was a bit tired. Nice rooftop bar again, but the biggest advantage was location – Laguna Beach is lovely and the hotel is right on the beach and not far from nice restaurants. I suspect there are nicer places to stay in the area for the same money, but it was fine for one night.

La Valencia in La Jolla came next.

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The hotel is pretty in pink and is the grand old lady of La Jolla, occupying prime position on the seafront. Our room was amazing. We’d booked the sea view deluxe room and it didn’t let us down on either count. Overlooking the pool and facing the ocean, the room was huge, one of the nicest rooms I’ve ever stayed in.  Breakfast was fab, wifi was included and the location was perfect, right in the middle of La Jolla with its fantastic shops and restaurants. Special mention to The Crab Catcher, for great food and one of the best cocktails of the holiday!

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La Jolla is teeming with wildlife, we saw lots of different birds, and loads of sea lions on the rocks and in the water.  The top spot was a shoal (?) of dolphins cavorting in the bay, and apparently we had missed two grey whales by a couple of hours. I’d love to have seen those.

I’d definitely recommend La Jolla for a few days.  We stayed three nights and loved it all.

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After a sedate drive through the desert we arrived in Las Vegas and checked into New York New York.  Oh dear!  What a dreadful hotel.  We’d booked a suite, which was dark, dingy and tired.  It had no wardrobes, a bathroom that appeared to be as old as the hotel and the choice of restaurants was abysmal. From our room we could see the pool, and even that looked dire. It was a massive let down after La Valencia. We’d booked the room because the rates are very reasonable (ie, cheap), thinking we wouldn’t be spending much time in it, but after one night we decided to check out and move the the hotel across the road, The Aria.

What a difference!  The Aria is amazing.  New, modern and sleek. The rooms feel like boutique done at scale. The Lobby Bar (our favourite) had great service and the best Old Fashioned in the hotel. There were 4 pools, 7 restaurants and lots of bars to choose from.  The food was good everywhere and it didn’t feel like a rip off at any point.  Free wifi, free valet parking and free drinks while playing the machines meant you really felt like you’d got value for money. It’s not cheap, but neither is it the most expensive, but for us it was perfect for us. I didn’t want to leave – so much so we stayed for an extra night than we’d planned to!

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I can’t speak highly enough of The Aria.  It was everything a hotel should be, and more. And the bonus was we even won on the slot machines!

After tearing ourselves away from Vegas we only had one night left before heading back to LA, so we took a lovely, scenic drive through the Mojave Desert to Palm Springs. The Rendezvous in Palm Springs was the perfect place to spend the penultimate night, before heading back to Los Angeles. Old school hollywood glamour, apparently Marilyn Monroe stayed here in the ’50’s, mixed with great hospitality (especially happy hour) and the best breakfast of the holiday. The hotel is low-rise and all the rooms are based around the pool. Each room was themed, we were in the ‘TV Shows’ room, which was lovely.

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I’d like to have spent more time in every location, but all too soon the two weeks were up and we were back at The Wilshire getting ready to fly home. Can’t wait to go back!

Photos:  all images are from the hotel websites.

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