I was fortunate to stop by the Hurlingham Club and enjoy an afternoon of tea on the club’s grounds. Considered one of London’s most exclusive clubs, the Hurlingham claims fame from being the principal founder of polo in the U.K (its national governing association still attributes its name to the historic venue). The membership boasts an aristocractic identity with even the Duchess of Cambridge spotted picking up her children from tennis lessons at the club. First impressions of the club began with how a match of cricket greeted our arrival. Both teams wore pristine all-white uniforms and spectators holding umbrellas appeared as if they were extras in a Bridgerton episode. We then found ourselves touring the grounds before entering the main hall. Every few feet, we caught a glimpse of the lawn tennis courts. The grass appeared nearly untouch and mowed to perfection, like the croquet fields we passed by too. From the main clubhouse, we saw a crowd engaged to the television featuring the Alcaraz and Sinner Final at the French Open. We settled ourselves near summer picnic tables, silently listening to the conversations held around us. One table laughed as they recounted their spring trip to St. Tropez, while another crew seriously discussed the merits of Brutalist architecture. Oh and did I mention a peacock gloriously sauntering by us randomly? After taking more photos and spending nearly two hours at the club, we were ready to leave Kensington and return to our friends house near Barbican. I would say that this was a delightful occasion and I eagerly await to return to the club – perhaps during its annual Giorgio Armani tournament or as a brief stop before Wimbledon in the summer.