Tuesday, September 9, 2014

Europe day 4


Old crows at the Tower wall
  
            This morning it was off to one of the most famous—and bloodiest-- towers in the world, the Tower of London.  Actually a castle with 22 towers, some of this structure was built while William the Conqueror was running the place in the 11th century. It was a place you didn’t want to visit involuntarily for a time, because its scaffold was being used to thrill crowds of thousands who came to cheer the executions.  Among the unfortunates were a couple of wives of Henry VII, Anne Boleyn and Catherine Howard.  They were accused of adultery, but both having failed to produce a male heir for the king, some had their doubts about the veracity of the charges.  And don’t forget Lady Jane Grey, who at the tender age of 16 made the mistake of trying to have herself crowned queen after Henry’s death.  “Off with her head!” they cried on the appointed day.




 With one of the Tower guards

            In a more pleasant section, the Waterloo Barracks house the famous Crown Jewels, valued at up to $30 billion—yes, that’s a “b”—with lavishly decorated plates, swords, and the crown of the late Queen Mother, set with the 105-carat Mountain of Light diamond.  There’s also the 530-carat First Star of Africa diamond atop the State Scepter, and the 317-carat Second Star of Africa diamond on the Imperial State Crown.  And all the diamonds are surrounded by various priceless emeralds, rubies, pearls, and sapphires.  It’s quite a spectacle, and the crowds gather early for a peek at this magnificent display of opulence.  We arrived early enough to browse at leisure, after which we tubed over to the St. Paul’s underground stop and walked over to the Old Bailey, where all the criminal courts are in session.  Except for the time period from 1 until 2, when they close all the doors and break for lunch.  Since our arrival at the doors was precisely 1:00:01, we weren’t allowed entry, so on this trip we won’t be privileged to watch part of a trial.



 Tower Bridge on the Thames River

            We kept our 1:30 appointment with the rest of our group, for lunch with Rita Spada, the head of World Trade Center London, and her associate Simon, an international lawyer who is of counsel to the center and also a big supporter.  Over lobster bisque and roast pork, we spoke of the attractiveness to industry of Southeast Georgia in general and Camden County in particular.  It was a 2-hour meeting, and we gained much insight into Rita’s world, with much advice from both of them about targeting specific industries and making effective presentations to prospects.  They know where we are and what we can offer in London, and we hope this will develop into an important relationship.


Lunch with World Trade Center London


            We took a quick look at St. Paul’s Cathedral,  built atop London’s highest hill, where the original church was built in 604 A.D.  The current building, erected in the 17th century as part of the general restoration following the 1666 Great Fire of London, is a worship place of the Church of England.  You may recall that the Church of England became the country’s official religion when the Catholic Church refused to sanction Henry VII’s second marriage, but the church had existed long before Henry—and has lasted long after.  The magnificent building was the tallest in London until 1982, and visitors still climb the 528 steps to the top of the cupola to get a great view of the city.



 St.Paul's

            After St. Paul’s, we crossed the city to Westminster Abbey, where Jeanne Marie had discovered a way to see the inside when tourists were shut out.  We attended an evensong service at this famous cathedral.  It was a beautiful service; we were seated not far from where the royal weddings take place and soaked up the history, the architecture, and the beautiful music.  Just being there was an inspiration.  Be sure and do this when you visit London; it’s almost worth the trip by itself.

            After drinks at the world famous (and very posh) Connaught hotel, we taxied back to our neighborhood, where we relaxed with pizza and burgers at a sidewalk pub until ‘way past bedtime.  A couple of college girls walked by with big fresh ice cream cones and someone stopped them and asked whether it was really good ice cream.  Shortly after the meal, we walked around the corner to Scoop, a little ice cream shop with perhaps the best flavors in London.  A scoop of raspberry cheesecake over a scoop of the bacio flavor was absolutely divine.  But the vegan chocolate we cannot recommend.

            It was getting on past eleven, and if just reading about the events of this day doesn’t make your eyelids….grow….h-e-a-v-y . . .

Charlie & Tricia
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