Once we had choked down our bread and cheese we headed to another of Dave's childhood homes. This time, it was the North Finchley home. Once in the general area we decided to split up. Dave headed to his neighborhood and I dove into an old English/Jewish cemetery that was enormous.When we met up again we hopped the Tube to the area where Chris works, near St. Paul's. We were early so we walked around. We happened upon a street that was lined with tent after tent of food merchants. Every type of food was available and smelled divine. It was painful to not to stop for a bite, but, being that we were meeting Chris for lunch knew better than to cheat.
We met Chris at his Lloyd's of London office and followed him to a restaurant called The Pod. It's an all natural type of place. If anything can be recycled, they do it. The chairs, the table, the silverware, the cups, the paint . . . all natural or recycled.
After our lunch we made our way to St. Paul's Cathedral. Inside we did another audio tour and led ourselves around. After the tour we headed up the steps to the top of the dome to the whispering gallery, the height of this gallery was almost frightening. We then finished by hiking the stairs to the top. Once outside at the top we took in the view of London going on, and on, and on, in all directions.
(View from the top of St. Paul's)
It was at this point that Dave bid his farewell's for this trip to London. I had said my goodbye prayer while lighting my 30 pence candle in the entry way to the cathedral, so I was free to just enjoy.Back on the ground again we visited the crypt where Florence Nightingale, and mmmm, I can't remember right now, some other important people are buried (sorry, it's midnight and I'm tired!). We stopped at the cafe by the crypt and enjoyed a scone with clotted cream and jam.
(Climbing down the twisty stairs of St. Paul's)
We started our morning with the mantra of 'no dilly dallying!' Apparently I have issues with this?Once outside, we walked around the area and into a few tourist shops, an H & M, and a John Lewis.
With our packages in hand we rode the Tube home to Southgate. We picked up some Kabob's and took the last bus home.
We are now in bed after a bit of packing and will be ready to drag our suitcases to Heathrow in the morning.
Good night London.
