Whilst my heals were being absorbed by the hall soft carpet, I felt like the star of a movie.
Having an afternoon tea at the Ritz hotel was one of my dream since ages… and I couldn’t believe it was really happening.
All around and above me stood gleaming mirrors, enormous flower vases and huge chandeliers hanged from the high ceilings.
A bygone era atmosphere.
The Ritz Hotel, inaugurated in 1904, is scented with glorious past.
You can feel it as soon as you arrive, and you find yourself backward, surrounded by rich women sipping a cup of tea, or international high society individuals such as Churchill, Eisenhower and De Gaulle who used to have meetings right inside these history saturated rooms.
Quintessentially British.
I’m definitely a lucky girl as in a couple of months I was able to enter those legendary doors twice.
The first time, I had an afternoon tea at the Ritz with my colleagues, and the second time I came here as a surprise to my mum who came to visit me in London. The only thing I said to her was to dress up and to meet me at Green Park tube station. I will never forget the expression on her face and her shiny eyes when she saw the Ritz doors!
In both occasions I sat in the main room, The Palm Court, and the magic was exactly the same.
I have to admit that sipping champagne and choosing among 16 different types of loose leaf tea while a pianist and a harpist are playing live… well, it’s definitely not something that you can enjoy on an everyday basis!
I will treasure both my experiences for a long time, hoping to have again the opportunity to visit this legendary hotel very soon!
P.S. Apologies for the bad quality of the pics… didn’t have my camera with me 🙁
