On Saturday I ventured out with Leah, Jase and Bronnie for what ended up being called a tourist day out. All three live in the UK and have decided they need to do some more touristy things in London and see London from the eyes of tourists not just someone who lives here. Funny how you see a place when you live there and then how you see it slightly differently when you travel.
We went to the Borough Markets, which were pretty cool, I could see myself spending quiet a few weekends here if I lived here. I tried a hot mulled apple which was literally apple and spices (the girls are both doing a Whole30, which I am super proud of them sticking to, they had to check all the ingredients of everything, tough work!), it was seriously amazing and nice and warm on the hands which is always a bonus. There are so many cool stalls selling almost any food item you can think of, each with little samples and everything I tried was delicious.
Next after a pit stop or two too warm up we made our way along the Thames and past the Tower of London, Tower Bridge and London Bridge and finally ended up at St Pauls. I don’t know what I was expecting St Paul’s to look like, I’m not sure I knew what to expect of any building on this trip actually except Big Ben, Eiffel Tower, Leaning Tower of Pisa and Sacre Coeur.
St Paul’s is huge and gorgeous inside as you almost come to expect of any building of that kind of age over here. It is not cheap to enter (15Pounds) but worthwhile unless you have already been in plenty of church’s in Europe I would say. There is plenty to look at however you are not allowed to take photo’s inside.
We went up near the top (the proper top was closed) and it was pretty darn high, I think if I had of thought about how high it was I wouldn’t have gone up so I’m glad I didn’t really think about it and just followed everyone else up to the top. It is essentially a circle that you walk around with maybe a metre clearance and little steps you can sit on and it looks straight down onto the church floor.
The wall up here is called the whispering wall as you can whisper (rather loudly though) on one side and the person on the other side can hear what you say if you put your ears up to the wall.
After St Paul’s us girl’s toddled off for a bit of shopping, the other two were looking at puffer jackets to help with the increasing cold in London. A nice early night in completed the night nicely, party animal I am not 😛
The following morning I headed out to Hyde Park for a little wander around before getting the train to Kings Cross and making my way to Paris….