Isn’t it amazing when we stumble upon real treasures in huge cities? Cities that have every inch discovered and documented by its inhabitants?
I found one yesterday. I was at a picnic in Highgate, in a small quaint park, hidden behind trees and bushes. A bit of green space away from a busy road with an amazing view of Alexandra Palace, a place only locals know about.
While we enjoyed each other, we were approach by a lady who told us a little secret about the place – it is an old cemetery where black plague victims are buried.
We all felt like we have learned something which made our day rather special.