When I lived north of the river I found myself going to Camden again and again. Never growing tired of exploring and finding new bits that I hadn’t seen the time before. I think I liked going here because I didn’t quite fit in yet.
This was long before understanding the north south divide and discovering hipster east or posh west London. I found that this was where I felt most comfortable, among the alternative crowd. I was in Camden last week to see an exhibit at the Jewish Museum, which I will post about later but as I had made the journey up I decided to meander around the markets.
Your eyes can’t help but be drawn upwards when walking along the high street
Walking through the stables I saw so many more things I missed before.
Still my favorite London market.
