Ok, the first thing I needed to do was unload my dogs. And for three weeks, this is no easy task. After considering doggy camps and extended doggy daycare, a generous relative came forward and offered to take them off my hands (yay). Once that was arranged, and my landlord agreed to watch my cat Sylvester, I was ready for my extended London work-cation.

I arrived on my birthday, which just felt right. Thanks to Clarity CEO Sami, my Marylebone Airbnb was perfectly located and ample for one, down the block from all the essentials including Sainsbury’s and plenty of luxuries including some of the best Indian food I’ve ever tasted.

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By Bethany Hill

A few weeks ago, I took a train from London to York to indulge my inner medieval nerd. I’d lived for three years in New York before finally visiting its quaint namesake. One of the common themes throughout the weekend was that the city had such an abundance of history, it didn’t actually need to be discovered. Our pubs and ghost walks and B&Bs were above medieval manors and Viking compounds and Roman garrisons, but the archaeological attitude towards digging was nonchalance.

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