A potpourri of random experiences
A potpourri of random experiences
John Keats' most famous poem, written while in resident at the Keats House, perhaps while sitting at the Spaniards Inn
Until the early 19th century, London did not have any hotels, only coaching inns, which looked remarkably like modern multi-story motels, the rooms opening off outdoor corridors. The last (partially) surviving coaching inn is The George Inn, though only its pub component is still active.