If you follow me on social media (and if you don’t you’re missing a trick because I tweeted about my bum spot yesterday), you’ll have probs spied that I stayed at the St James’ Hotel on Tuesday night.
The hotel, which – dun, dun, dun – is in the St James’s area of London, is part of the Small Luxury Hotels network – which basically means it’s independent, boutique and well, luxurious.
(There’s 520 Small Luxury Hotels around the world and the ones in Thailand will make you sob into your commute home, soz).
My stay at the hotel concluded a day of exploring the other London hotels with a bunch of blogger babes, and you can find out what they got up to by having a spy of the #SLHDoesLondon hashtag on Insta and Twitter.
But instead of just sharing a classic hotel review with you where I discuss whether or not I had a good night’s sleep and whether I had a bubble bath (obvs I did because I’m not entirely insane), I thought I’d let you into my brain.
Because brains are fun.
And ALSO, I find that there’s nothing like removing yourself from the reality of every day life to gain a bit of perspective on what makes you happy, how your mind works and what’s important. Especially if you’re lying in a super comfy bed with a tray of Danish pastries, y’know?
So here’s five things I realised from my comfy spot at St James’s yesterday…
1. Yesterday morning marked the first ever time in the history of Hannah Gale life that I’d requested my hotel breakfast brought up to my room and oh sweet babin’ lord, it was everything. A bit like your usual breakfast in bed at home, but with swankier breakfast foods, multiple drinks and this immense feeling that you’re pretty much living the exact same life as Kate Middleton.
The one at the hotel came up on a silver tray, and sipping a cappuccino in bed was abso divine. So realisation number one is that I am going to do this ALL. THE. TIME.
2. I realise I probably say this like three times a day, but Instagram really isn’t the one for making you feel like a sassy, girl bossin’ boo. It dampens my productivity and my mood and gives me the most heinous FOMO, and I honestly think that if it wasn’t such a large part of how I pay my bills, I’d delete it and live an Insta-free life like it’s 2004 and I’m eating those dreamy Crispy Pancakes or summin’.
Instead I’ve decided to trial a week where I only use it to upload, rather than to spy and perve on the seven and hundred and something people I follow. I’ll let you know how my brain feels in a week and soz in advance for a lack of love and likes coming from the ol’ @hannahfgale account.
3. At some point in the next couple of years, we want to upsize from the house we live in now. And, when that time comes, I’d like to priortise my sleeping space as the place I throw my non-existent extra money at.
Lazing about watching How I Met Your Mother, wrapped in a feather duvet with a thread count higher than anything they probably even stock at John Lewis was a *bit* magical. I’d like to replicate that feeling and that hubba hubba comfort at home. So if the St James’s Hotel would just like to hook a girl up with one of their king size beds that would be a-OK…
4. When I crawled into bed on Tuesday night, the first thing I did, aside from scrabbling to take me make-up off after a long and super sweaty day in London, was Facetime Chris and the cats.
It’s like they both gather on Chris’s lap when they hear him having a chat with me and it’s the most ridiculously cute thing, and possibly the only reason I remain sane when I’m traveling for work.
But it always makes me remember, and for some reason even more so yesterday, how stupidly, indescribably happy having my little family makes me. It’s been the number one thing above all else that’s made me feel safe, secure and like life is pretty blinkin’ wonderful.
I’ll stop making you do sicks in your mouths now, promise.
5. I touched on this earlier in the post, but the main thing I took away from my chilled-out morning in bed away from the routine of being Hannah, is how important doing just that is.
Whether it’s a week away in the Mediterranean to bask in the sun and eat meze, or a night to yourself anywhere that isn’t home, taking time out to reflect on your life, your goals, your happiness and your future is so, so, so important.
I always come away feeling inspired, motivated and like I know what I’m working towards, like I understand my priorities better and that, to me, is one of the best things about exploring the world, even if it’s a little hotel in a city not far from home <3