Wow, wow, wow! That is all I could say as I witnessed the passion and determination on the faces of the fellow vegans I marched with through the streets of London.

I never really thought of myself as a vegan activist but as soon as me and my vegan partner in crime Sarah started to stomp the pavements, we were both so pumped by the energy that surrounded us. We marched along with 10,000 fellow vegans, all with one common goal. To end all forms of animal cruelty, once and for all!

There were so many amazing posters that we saw throughout the day. Some funny, some sad, some direct and straight to the point. But each and every one of them showed that us vegans will do whatever it takes to bring these barbaric and neanderthal industries down and stop the suffering for these poor, innocent beings.

This day made me super emotional when I saw all of the graphic images of what these poor creatures have to go through while the rest of us just go about our day without a second thought for their welfare!

It pains me great sadness to know that we feel that animals are here for us to do what we want with them. But we don't need animal products to survive and we have no right to keep taking from them. We need not ask anything from them but their forgiveness!

I know I haven't always been vegan. But now that I know, I can't unknow. Now that I have taken the time to think about it, it all makes sense. Why would you love one animal and then eat another? It's just bizarre.

For years we have all been brainwashed to believe that we need animal products to survive. But I have been vegan for over a year and a half now and I am still standing. Plus I feel like since I have gone vegan, my heart has grown three sizes (little Grinch reference there for you)

This day reminded me why I decided to become vegan. I was awe inspired by the power we hold to shut down some of the busiest roads in London to march for the rights of these beautiful animals. Chanting through the streets was so exhilarating.

So grateful that I got to spend this day with my girl. We were chanting our little hearts out and then when we finished up at Hyde Park the speeches left us emotional wrecks. So much so that we needed some dinner. So we headed down to Pizza Express for some yummy vegan pizza.

After this, Sarah had to go and get her coach home to Bristol, but we went the wrong way and ran for it but still missed it so had to wait for the next one. But when we got to the bus stop, there were these pieces of writing on the wall. So it was obviously meant to be.

And I even managed to get in some good old tree hugging before we had to hop on the bus. Plus Sarah still made her coach. So all was good in the end.

Then I hopped on my train home and I was super exasted after 4 hours of marching and chanting!

But it was definitely worth it and I would 100% do it again!

What are your thoughts on activism? Do you prefer just wearing slogan apparel or are you more of a stomp the pavement activist? Or are you a bit of both?