My great-grandmother used to tell many stories about it. Never to me - as she passed a few days before I was born - but these stories are always synonymous with her love of exploration. She loved it there. As do I.
Many people have heard the tales of Robin Hood and his band of Merry Men - all of which also originated in this area too. But it's not just the tales of heroism and the moody grey skies that fill the streets with fog that capture the attention of locals and visitors alike.
By the end of my first European trip, and my mother will never let me live this down, I said, "Are we going to ever see anything other than churches and dead people?" Meaning, consistently touring old cathedrals, catacombs and crypts. Well mum, it's safe to say that I understand the desire to see all of the churches now.
London is known for having such an incredible food scene, and that recognition is incredibly well-deserved; what with the tiny, hole-in-the-wall pubs at every corner, little corner bistros and family-run favourites. Throw in a gin bar or two and you're well on your way.
A quick tourist note - if you want to dodge over-priced museum cafes, Caffè Tropea is incredibly close to the British Museum. It's a great spot to stop and recharge after a full day of sight-seeing.
