Camden Town

We love the London busses. £1.75 for unlimited journeys when tapping on within the hour, how good! Consequently, on Saturday we covered more ground then the other days and we were thankful for it because our feet had done some kms after the week so far. We bussed straight up to Camden Market in search of some more music, food and culture which we found wandering over the Lock and through the endless shops and stalls. I couldn’t help my magpie ways and purchased a little ring for my collection. Concurrently, Vikum ate his way around the free chicken tasters being offered as enticements…possibly the same stall twice? (hard to tell, there was lots of food stalls 😏). For lunch, we scrounged the Yorkshire (Pudding) Burrito that I’d had saved on my Google Maps for about as long as we’d had the flights to England booked…it was delicious despite it’s novelty factor. V a little underwhelmed, however he’s less of a roast dinner person than I am, I would say. After attempting to find a decent coffee at Turkish coffee spot, we left with traditional coffees that were more sour than we could manage and continued our ongoing battle to find decent coffee somewhere (I am always keeping an eye out for Aussie or Kiwi run coffee shops). Onto another bus we carried on to St Paul’s Cathedral which was unfathomably wonderful. The mosaics though not part of the original cathedral where my favourite and taking the 582 steps up to Dome galleries to see the inside structure of the dome plus the views over London was worth every step. Vikum found a pub nearby for an avo pint and then we continued our mini-crawl to another pub which we found under a railway arch with a seat right on the Thames, and again onto a quiet hotel bar for some respite. We crossed London Bridge and strolled along The Queen’s Walk to Tower Bridge, passing the Tower of London itself where there were no heads on pikes, but it had been a long day…so there might have been one head on pike soon enough (V was hangry) had we not found our way to an restaurant for a curry dinner - so delicious. The korma was much much sweeter than we’re used to and the Tikka Masala was next level. Vikum let me drag him to one last site on my list: a piece of the old Roman Londinium wall before running for our bus home where we met Trajan. Finding our way home we again opted for a bus, a longer 45min journey with some more sightseeing of central suburbs. We crashed for the night feeling accomplished in seeing so much of London. Czytaj więcej