cocktail bars routinely make
it onto lists of the best. Check
out The Bar with No Name at 69 Colebrooke Row for innovations such as the
Prairie Oyster (tomato juice and vodka
sealed in a gel bubble, creating a bloody
mary explosion in the mouth). Hit Nightjar for a literally underground, 1940s jazz
club vibe in the East End. Or stop at the
oak-paneled Connaught Bar for the best
martini trolley in the West End.
Ignore the stores on heaving Oxford
Street and head to nearby Marylebone
High Street for a more personal
shopping experience. The Conran Shop
and Cath Kidston make this an essential
stop for lovers of interior design, while
most beautiful bookstore,
Daunt Books, looks, with its high oak
galleries, more like a chapel than a shop.
Then take the Central Line east to hit
Boxpark, a pop-up indie shopping mall
on Bethnal Green Road made out of shipping containers.
got an extra day to kill in the reinvented British capital.
what you do. A A
stand on westminster bridge looking across the River Thames,
and you might not recognize skyline any more. The distinctive Sir Christopher Wren-designed dome of St. Cathedral is still
there, but it sits between sinuous, shapely glass skyscrapers. Head east
and get a shock, too. The gritty neighborhoods have avoided 20 years ago are now home to pop-up art galleries, hip markets and
the most adventurous eating. capital has changed hugely,
but, as always, the changes are piled up alongside what was already
years (and counting) of history, waiting to be explored.
from top left:
salad at Nightjar; The London
drinks at The
Bar with No
Rumors have abounded since the
1800s that a supernatural being calls
Highgate Cemetery home. The last
resting place for the likes of Karl Marx
and George Eliot, high on a hill above
North London, certainly looks like it
should belong in a Victorian ghost story.
Built in the late 1830s, a gothic
fever dream of tangled branches and
cracked marble that will bring out the
Edgar Allan Poe in anyone.
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The winter holiday transformation of the
neoclassical palace Somerset House on
the Strand is akin to seeing the most
elegant tailor on Savile Row put on a
Santa suit. An almost 40-foot-high tree
and a large ice rink take over the central
courtyard, but you have to skate
to enjoy the Christmassy ambience.
Instead, enjoy a posh hot chocolate or a
warming Scotch at Lodge.