London Christmas Lights Bus Tour

It was quite good and well organized, a little expensive (€97) per person, but an unforgettable day. The downside is that you only have four hours maximum if you want to return on the bus, and I would have liked more flexibility with the return buses.

On January 2, at precisely 5 p.m., London decided to offer us a moment suspended in time. Samuel and I entered The Shard as if entering another dimension: one where time slows down and the city becomes a living model. As the elevator propelled us skyward, silence descended, almost solemn. Then the doors opened... and suddenly, no words seemed adequate. London stretched out before us, majestic, infinite, bathed in the golden light of late afternoon that felt like a promise. The Thames meandered calmly, the monuments revealed themselves one by one, and even the city, usually so noisy, seemed to whisper its secrets to us. Samuel was smiling, and so was I. There was no need to speak: we were experiencing exactly the same moment, one that we knew was rare, one that would stay with us for a long time. Between two photos (impossible to miss), we felt tiny... but strangely privileged. The Shard is not just a viewpoint, it's an experience. A moment when London is not visited, but contemplated. At 5 p.m., day and night meet, and you leave with the feeling of having touched the sky—and a memory engraved far above the clouds. If you're looking for a place to see London differently, take to the heights. Literally.