Went to London this weekend and oh what a great time I had! Saw some old friends and their new places.. went boogying in the cheesiest club in Covent Garden and got to know the public transport system inside out as we went wrong so many times I feel I know it quite intimately now!
An example:
My flat mate and I were staying with our friend in Islington. After a successful morning in Camden we trecked down to South Wimbledon to attend a friends house party. Great so far, no changes, 12 stops. This wasn't just any party, it was a BBQ and they had the biggest rack of ribs I have ever seen!! We decide to catch the last tube and leave the party early at 11.30 (after consuming many a rib and sausage). Tube is shut. Catch bus. London buses are no longer an eternal mystery to me.. seeing as it took us 3 hours to get home in the rain (I had been optimistic earlier and not bought out my coat.. idiot) I now also know that Vauxhall bus station at 1 in the morning is frequented by more than a handful of tramps desperate for cigarettes. Do not show weakness or they will pounce.
So although it was raining and it really shouldn't have taken that long to get home, what an adventure. Almost better than trecking to the outer hebredees (or so it seemed).
Another blogger makes an expedition to the depths of darkest London. See, it's not all crusties with doggies on strings and muggers now is it?