My next stop as a tourist was St. Paul's cathedral, on Kathy's advice. It's one of her favorite places to visit in London. At St. Paul's, I decided to climb to the very top of the dome, up an extraordinarily narrow set of stairs. For once, being on my own was an advantage, as Kathy is a bit afraid of heights, and there is no way in hell I would have been able to convince her to lean out over the edge and take pictures with me. Which, as an aside, left me to take pictures of myself. Resulting in this:
Yikes. Try not to have too much fun, Erin. Also, I look really tan compared to other people in London, or perhaps just other people in general after all my time on the beach this summer. I promise, I wear sunscreen!
Anyway. From the top of St. Paul's, I could see the whole city, including my own favorite place in London, The Globe Theatre. Look at it, sitting over on the opposite bank of the Thames, just as it did 500 years ago. Well, not exactly as it did, since it burned down and had to be re-created, and was finished shortly before my last trip to London in 2001. But the recreation of The Globe is so exact that rumor has it they researched the age of the trees used to build the original Globe, and chose trees of the same age for the recreated Globe, so that the the wood grain would look similar to the way it did in the 16th century. Suh-weet.