Something that I have found interesting is the volume of Muslims in Western Europe. My Jack the Ripper walk took me through the Muslim center of London, which ironically enough is in East side.
My thrid-cousin Katherine showed me the way to the tube (subway) station and then walked me over to Abby Road where the Beatles recorded and took the crosswalk picture. Of course I took one, but it's more me running so I won't get hit by a car.
On my self-guided tour I went to Spitalfields market and bought a lovely scarf (the last one this trip, I promise!), then walked around town and saw the Bell Foundry that the Liberty bell and bells for Big Ben were forged in, Hoop and Bells which is the oldest pub in London, London Royal Hospital, and Ten Bells Pub where Jack's victims all frequented.
I also tried a hot cross bun and was not impressed. The flatjacks my second-cousin Cynthia (Katherine's mom) made however? Delicious. Now she is making chicken curry and I am going to be open-minded.
Tomorrow I am taking the train to the Isle of Wight and then coming back to London to do the "cultural walk." Saturday is Bath and Bristol with Chris, maybe. Sunday is Camden, Theatre Walk including a celebration at the Globe for Shakespeare's birthday, and probably another walk. Monday is two more walks and then Tuesday I am off to Dublin. Looks like I am going to fly from Dublin to the Netherlands. Saves time and money, but I do hate flying.
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