One reason I’m not in a rush to get back to London. The Tube. I hate it. Managed an entire week in London and didn’t use it once.

Dammit. Remember my bad shoulder, just put it out again ironing my bloody shirt.
One reason I’m not in a rush to get back to London. The Tube. I hate it. Managed an entire week in London and didn’t use it once.

Dammit. Remember my bad shoulder, just put it out again ironing my bloody shirt.
No shit. I am soooo there with you. That thing was the scariest ride in my life. Once it caught fire and when I got out the uniform dude there was like, “If you leave, you won’t be able to get to where you are going” I was like, “I can walk you know?” It’s as if he was a mole and didn’t realise the streets were happenning on top. After two weeks I gave up and caught a cab everywhere. When I came home, I said to my friend, “Do you think they will arrest me if I kissed the floor?” She said it’s probably best I didn’t. Forget that london dungeons thing, the tube beats it in every way.