LONDON -- The title of the next James Bond movie might lead you to think otherwise, but 007 didn't just fall out of the sky. Ian Fleming's iconic espionage character -- and the entire genre of British espionage fiction Bond influenced -- grew out of a world populated by very real spies on the very real streets of London's spy trails.
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I found there are two ways to explore the real-world venues of Brit spies -- the in-depth Intelligence Trail tour, and what I like to call the Fleming Trail. I combined the two.
The former is a tour through the very real HQs of the Secret Intelligence Service, fueled by stories of their various denizens. Stretching from Trafalgar Square and Pall Mall through St. James's Park toward Whitehall, the clandestine hike is led by espionage historian Brian Gray (or Mr. X, when he's on duty walking history-happy tourists through back alleys).
Gray doesn't spend too much time on umbrellas with venomous tips, books with hidden tape recorders, or ejector seats. He stresses that the bulk of Cold War spy work was done by quiet men in gray suits playing a game of elaborate chess with their opposite and equal numbers in Moscow and East Berlin.
Rather than concern himself with the likes of 007, George Smiley, or John Drake, Gray unveils the world of Cold War surveillance and double agents. While leading visitors past the various stately buildings studding the tour, Gray shines a light on the ugly escapades of traitors like Kim Philby, Donald Maclean, Guy Burgess, Anthony Blunt, and John Cairncross (together known as the Cambridge Spy Ring or Cambridge Five).
As Gray points out the various gentlemen's clubs abutting White Hall -- these are London's classic leather- and mahogany-appointed centers of cigars and brandy, not the sleazy hustle pits of Las Vegas -- he especially laments the dark deeds of George Blake, easily MI6's deadliest traitor.
A devout Communist and double agent for the KGB, Blake single-handedly betrayed more than 400 British agents during the Cold War. After being ratted out by a Polish defector, Blake was convicted of treason -- only to escape prison and flee to Moscow. Once back in the USSR, he divorced his wife and abandoned his children in the U.K. to start a new life. He lives there comfortably under the watchful eye of Vladimir Putin to this very day.
A highlight of the Intelligence Trail is a visit to St. Ermin's Hotel, located across the street from New Scotland Yard and a short walk from Westminster Abbey and the Houses of Parliament. While it's now a bright, welcoming, and recently remodeled home away from home for savvy tourists, the hotel's location smack in the middle of the neighborhood featuring St. James's Park, Whitehall, and Parliament Square made it a popular meeting point and drop spot for London spies.
Fleming fans can hunt down the 007 lifestyle first by visiting Floris at 89 Jermyn Street in Mayfair. "Purveyors of The Finest Perfumes and Toiletries to the Court of St James' Since the Year 1730," Floris holds a Royal Warrant and provides exclusive scents to Queen Elizabeth II, including special concoctions for last summer's Jubilee.
Fleming was a frequent customer who enjoyed Floris' No. 89, a mix of orange, bergamot blended, lavender, neroli, nutmeg, sandalwood, cedarwood, and vetiver. You can smell like Fleming (and Bond) for a mere 50 pounds (about $80) for 50 milliliters.
Less than a block's walk from Floris, the tailors at Turnbull & Asser kept Fleming well-dressed and have made suits and tuxedos for every actor who's portrayed Bond, from Sir Sean Connery to Daniel Craig. The tailoring process takes several weeks as measurements and hand sewing take all garments from mockups, through alterations, to final personalized (and very expensive) products.
Finally, a few minutes down St. James's Street, in a quiet courtyard set away from the pedestrian fuss, stands the Dukes Hotel. It was in this hotel bar where Fleming would relax and pen the first James Bond novel, "Casino Royale."
Fleming's favorite adult concoction to fuel his literary efforts at the Dukes was a special blend of bitters, red vermouth, gin, vodka, and lemon peel. Fleming would write the unusual martini into the novel, as Bond christened it the Vesper after that story's tragic leading lady.
These days, spy fans can take in that Fleming ambiance as bar manager Alessandro Palazzi forges the modern Vesper. The passing years made it necessary to change the brands of gin and vodka used at the Dukes -- and Palazzi prefers a touch of orange peel over lemon as a garnish -- but the care the barman pours into making the Vesper transforms the simple mixing of a drink into an art form.
After enjoying a Vesper, I can report that there's good reason customers are allowed to order only two per visit (at 17 pounds, or about $27, each). The Vesper goes down very cold and surprisingly smooth -- with enough high-quality booze in its golden depths to knock even 007 back on his heels.
The best part of all this real-world spy traipsing is that Bond's ongoing anniversary year promises to keep tours rolling and doors open to well-informed London tourists indefinitely. There really is nowhere else in the world where you can live like Bond while learning about the historic men who inspired his creation.