Oh damn, this is delicious! I bit into my Gin soaked pie, allowing the flavours to explode my tastebuds as I grinned, slightly wiping off the crumbs that dotted my chin. The atmosphere was exotically dark inside the London Gin Club, the smells a rich pungent from the aromas that wafted from my Gin glass. I took a sip.
‘Isn’t Kings Cross just the train station?’ I surmised to my myself while I read the email from Clink Hostels inviting me to explore the area where their London based hostels are based. Clink78 and Clink261 can be found just a stone’s throw away from the train station that everyone associates with when they think of Kings Cross.