A Week in London: What's Actually Worth Your Time
It's easy to get London wrong. I learned that the hard way on my first morning, when I tried to navigate the Tube with a map that was three years out of date. I ended up walking for 45 minutes in the rain, only to realize I was heading toward the wrong station. London isn't just a city—it's a living, breathing organism, and if you don't pay attention to the little details, it'll swallow you whole. But once you get the hang of it, it's magical. My advice? Skip the tourist traps and dig into the local rhythm. For instance, on a rainy Tuesday afternoon, I found myself craving something warm and hearty. Instead of heading to a chain café, I ducked into a tiny spot on Borough Market called The Pasty Shop. They serve a legendary steak and ale pie for £6.50, and it’s so good I ate it twice in one day. The owner, a woman named Ruth, told me she’s been making it for 30 years. The place is tiny, with just two tables, and it’s open from 8 a.m. to 6 p.m., so get there bef...