The knights once had dominion over this part of London, setting up two halls around the church before their organization’s dissolution in the 14th century.
Entering Temple via an unassuming passageway on Fleet Street in the City of London is like stepping into a tent from a Harry Potter novel.
The downward slope of the land reveals where the tide once came, but it’s the only sign in an area that’s now filled with trees and ornamental urns bursting with flowers.
It’s odd to be back in the real world after stepping back in time, but that’s what I love about London.