Epping

I think I chose Epping, as my first destination because, to my knowledge, it's the furthest out of all the Tube termini(?). Indeed, you actually have to cross open farmland to get there. And it's surrounded by Epping Forest, which apparently used to be Royal hunting grounds, after it was home to a number of Iron Age peoples.

I was accompanied by 'Beneath a Marble Sky', by John Shors. It's about the great love that led to the building of the Taj Mahal. I don't recommend it to anyone, but I had to read it as it was a Christmas present from my mum, because I had just fulfilled a childhooddream of seeing the Taj Mahal last Autumn. And I much prefer the real story of Shah Jehan to this fictional goo.

Epping is apparently apparently famous for it's sausages, a fact that has managed escaped this foodie for the entire decade he has lived over here.

My cursory visit there sparked no thoughts of revulsion. While not that interesting, it was actually a nice little market town.



Next destination is West Ruislip, the opposite end of the Central Line. Yet another place I know absolutely nothing about.