When we first went in the St. Paul, it was kind of dark and chilly. Then we went upstairs to the top, and the view was great. I could see the egg, the bridges, and the Thames River. The walking upstairs was a little bit of pain because the step was so tiny, but it was worth to see the top. It’s really hard to imagine people back in hundreds of years ago could design and create such delicate work, but I could not even make a good sketch of it…The paintings are religious and meaningful, although I do not understand majority of it, but it’s still inspiring to see grand view of paintings made on walls.
I enjoyed the whispering gallery’s view but not the guards. One of them constantly whispered to the wall to ask people to sit down. At first, I thought it was someone’s child being weird, then I realized it was the guard.
Also, I loved this morning’s walk. I loved park’s view and single long narrow street with houses. I wanted to go back to one the clothing stores, but unfortunately, stores close pretty early in England, and I couldn’t remember where it was quite well either.