This post is coming to you a little bit late. Two weeks late in fact. I’ve had other things on my mind and just forgot to post this, so I apologize. I realize that some of you probably don’t care to hear about anything other than the results of our IVF journey and I promise, that will be coming soon, very soon. In the meantime, take a peak at the craziness that engulfed our neighborhood for two days.
Notting Hill Carnival is held every year on the last weekend of August which is our last bank holiday weekend of the summer. Sunday and Monday finds our peaceful little neighborhood transformed. Food stalls, beer stalls, sound stages and a chaotic parade fill the streets and about 1,000,000 people show up to enjoy the festivities. Our quite street is transformed into one of the main thoroughfares into the carnival and the sound of whistles and horns can be heard all day long. Even though Carnival can be a bit of an inconvenience it is still a pretty cool thing that Europe’s largest block party happens right outside our door.