Street Art in Shoreditch

When I’m in London for any length of time I usually take at least three walks with This time I felt like doing something different. Apart from two ghost walks from other companies I’d planned to take the Sunday morning Bowl of Chalk. The guide, Jonnie, is a nice guy in his upper thirties whose attitude towards guiding is something like “here’s a nice group of people, why don’t we take a walk together and I’ll tell them some stuff”. No set route or rehearsed spiel. Not at all what I’m used to, but this worked. Very well.

We were a group of 15, which according to him was quite a lot. The weather was nice and warm, the views were interesting and the tempo comfortable. We were walking around east London, from Old Street tube station to Spitalfields Market. And we saw art. Real, fantastic art. He talked about other things as well, a cemetery and a church which apparently has gorgeous toilets, but the street art was the highlight, at least for me. When I was walking around on my own afterwards I gazed up at the rooftops for mushrooms, and down at the ground for chewing gum. The paintings on the walls were easier to see – most of the time… 😛

Jonnie, our guide.

By Banksy.

Chewing gum art. Apparently there are hundreds of these on Millennium Bridge.


Stik. A giant version of a similar figure can be seen when going through Acton Town on the tube to and from Heathrow.


London’s oldest coffee cart.

Later at night I had a ticket for “The Play that Goes Wrong” at the Duchess Theatre. I’d read that it was supposed to be very funny, and…wow. First of all, book a ticket! And when you go, get there early. There are lots of shenanigans going on even before it actually starts. Props break or disappear, actors mess up or get knocked out. I was screaming with laughter most of the two hours…:-D (The story itself is practically irrelevant, but it’s a murder mystery.)


Well, at least almost done. Some essentials have to wait until tomorrow morning. Mum will be picking me up at 8 to go to the airport, but I guess it’ll be easy to get up in time. Somehow I doubt it will be quite so easy to fall asleep tonight, though…:-P

I tried rolling my clothes this time, since it’s supposed to save space in the suitcase. I can’t really get my head around how that is supposed to work, but I’ve probably packed enough anyways. I’m only a little sad that I’ll have to make do without my pillow…:-(

To top it all off I’ve also traded away the only hotel I had booked which had a lift. I realised that staying near Shepherds Bush (West London) when everything I’d planned to do was near Barbican (East London) was a bit silly, really. The tube isn’t *that* much fun, especially if it’s going to stay as warm as now. Instead I booked myself into the Rookery Hotel. It looks amazing, and is within walking distance to both the Barbican Cantre and the Museum of London. Just check out this bathroom! 

Bathroom at the Rookery Hotel