I had opportunity to by myself spend a few nights in London, with a very loose agenda. I used my time to wander around the city with cameras in hand – Nikon Zf with 28mm f/2.8 and 40mm f/2 in the left, and Fujifilm GFX 50R with 45-100mm f/4 in the right. My third time ever visiting London (and my second time freely wandering) I chose to stay not in a hotel in the center of town as before, but in a rental flat on Isle of the Dogs. Moseying about frequently without consulting the map, I still didn't get quite as far outside my 'comfort zone' of London as I was intending, but I did visit many places that were new to me, and walked until my feet were sore.
The next day, during daylight, adjusting to the time zone
The hallway to the flat I was staying at
What's London without The Tube?
Leaving Canary Wharf
102 Petty France, wherein lies the Ministry of Justice, amongst others
Walking the shore of the Thames
Westminster
I had been trying to avoid the most overused London cliches, but that night the sky and atmosphere being what they were, I feel the need to get a high-up vantage point and photograph London at it's most Max Headroom-ish. So I paid the 40 pounds and rode the eye, alongside a family with children and a young couple. I was the weirdo leaning against the glass, making a cup with my hands to block the reflections.
Back to Isle of Dogs
I met up with a photographer friend who wanted to show me City of London's 'Barbican Center', a beautifully brutalistic "performing arts center" which opened in 1982.
Finally, after all this time, I decided a visit to St. Paul's was worth it, especially for the views you're rewarded with once climbing all the way up to the belfry.