Up and Adam, and off to see St Paul's Cathedral. It is a fabulous place and there was a special treat (in comparison to my last trip here about 8 years ago). We were able to walk to the top of the dome, which is 365 feet high. At the very peak of the dome there is a tiny glass opening, allowing you to look all the way straight down to the middle of the floor (365 feet straight down). As you might imagine, the steps up where,... a lot. The climb was hot and uncomfortable, and the height at which we finally arrived was scary - at best. This said, it was a great spot to spend our morning.
Our next stop was the Tower of London. This place is full of crazy stories of death and dismemberment. Many people lost their heads here over the years, literally. As it turned out, kings and queens were big fans of the chopping block. They were greedy, crazy fools who weren't very nice to each other, making the stories delightfully juicy.
After our visit to the T of L, we looked around for a place to sign up for a Jack the Ripper Foot Tour. We had both read about these and knew they started near the tower. We asked around and ended up signing up for a tour starting at 7:30PM. We decided to grab a couple of beers and wait for our tour. It was well worth the wait. Our tour guide was named Leslie and she was perfectly charming and great at what she did. The tour lasted about 1.5 hrs and took us all over East London (which was the ghetto in those times). We saw many sights during this tour, to include Prostitute's Church, an actual death scene, the stairway where Jack left his only piece of evidence, and the bar where he likely hung out - with his prey. It was loads of fun! And - chilly. I special shout out to The UB who shared his long sleeved shirt with me.
And twas the end of Day 3.
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