Horrors of the London Underground on Halloween
I felt scared today. It appeared like a normal boring day today, as I cycled to the Wolverton station this morning.
I regularly board the 7:12 am London Midwestern Railway train from Wolverton, Milton Keynes to London Euston. After a few horrible journeys on the Northern Line to Moorgate, I started walking to Euston Square station. The trains there are more spacious, have more headroom, are much less crowded. However, today was going to be a different experience. In hindsight, I should have taken the Northern Line today.
As I reached the Euston Square station this morning, I saw that it was closed due to a signal failure at Kings Cross St Pancras (weird name!), so I decided to take the next best option; walk to Warren Street station and take another train. Now, I had two options - take the Northern line again, or take the Victoria line to Oxford Circus and then the Central Line to Bank!
I took the 2nd option!!!!!!!!! And ended up reaching Work 45 minutes later.
At the Oxford circus station, walking through the cramped overcrowded tunnels of the Central line, I looked around at the people trickling along, and I feared for my life. I do trust London, and I am sure nothing untoward would happen. People were still chatting and laughing along the way. If this was a third world country, like India, we would all have died in the tunnels.
No! I wasn't scared of dying. I was scared of the kind of life I would have if I stayed here. I once again regretted leaving Scotland behind me, and resolved to do all I can to get away from the horrorific tunnels of the London Underground.
To make the day more adventurous, Bank station was closed due to overcrowding, so I had to get off at Liverpool station instead.
Only in London would you see so many well-dressed rats in the Rat Race, I am embarrasses to admit, I am becoming one of them!!!!!!!!!!
Someone help me please. I want to Live!
I regularly board the 7:12 am London Midwestern Railway train from Wolverton, Milton Keynes to London Euston. After a few horrible journeys on the Northern Line to Moorgate, I started walking to Euston Square station. The trains there are more spacious, have more headroom, are much less crowded. However, today was going to be a different experience. In hindsight, I should have taken the Northern Line today.
As I reached the Euston Square station this morning, I saw that it was closed due to a signal failure at Kings Cross St Pancras (weird name!), so I decided to take the next best option; walk to Warren Street station and take another train. Now, I had two options - take the Northern line again, or take the Victoria line to Oxford Circus and then the Central Line to Bank!
I took the 2nd option!!!!!!!!! And ended up reaching Work 45 minutes later.
At the Oxford circus station, walking through the cramped overcrowded tunnels of the Central line, I looked around at the people trickling along, and I feared for my life. I do trust London, and I am sure nothing untoward would happen. People were still chatting and laughing along the way. If this was a third world country, like India, we would all have died in the tunnels.
No! I wasn't scared of dying. I was scared of the kind of life I would have if I stayed here. I once again regretted leaving Scotland behind me, and resolved to do all I can to get away from the horrorific tunnels of the London Underground.
To make the day more adventurous, Bank station was closed due to overcrowding, so I had to get off at Liverpool station instead.
Only in London would you see so many well-dressed rats in the Rat Race, I am embarrasses to admit, I am becoming one of them!!!!!!!!!!
Someone help me please. I want to Live!
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