Thursday, 29 January 2015

Going Underground

I love riding the tube during the day. Those dead hours where the seats are mostly empty and leg room isn't at a premium.

Quiet and quick, it's the perfect place to collect your thoughts and shut off from the world - my carrier not offering wifi down here is a blessing in disguise.

There's the odd (most definitely odd) person now and again, talking to themselves, shouting at the doors, and riding the tube just to keep warm. 

Still, it's far better than stuffing your face into someone else's armpit and getting a suitcase pressed into the small of your back from Borough to Moorgate, and back again.

Images: my Instagram.

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