And I will certainly put up pictures soon...but I want to to talk about the TUBE! The Underground, the I never work system London uses here, aaaahhhhh
So, Burr and I live off the Picadilly line which happens to run to Heathrow. We can pay £2.40 each to go by tube or about £20 each to go via Heathrow express and it takes the same amount of time for us!!! So - obviously we go by tube. When we arrive back this afternoon (after getting up at the crack of dawn!) we come to find out that the tube is having "SIGNAL FAILURE" - what is this you ask?
Well Burr and I contemplated it and came up with, somewhere, somehow something is not working. REALLY? It wouldn't be a big team if the tube had such alleged "failures" every now and then, but now its daily...all the time...its at least once day. There is nothing like waiting for 25 minutes with 300 other people to get on the tube for an hour, like this morning...ugh.
And to add more to it - last week there was a Tube Strike!!! ARGH. When the tube is down you can a) take a taxi or b) a bus or c) a Bike in crazy crazy traffic ....So I wake up Tuesday am all ready to work from home*
*Yes I’m prepared to work from home because for strikes here they announce them before they happen – so strange
Anyway, Tuesday morning 6:30 when Burr says "No one works from home" - ok so now I feel guilty. He says lets share a cab, so we do....for about 20 minutes and go about 1/2 mile (maybe). So stuck in traffic and at this rate it will be £60 and 1.5 hours to get to work....little did we know it was going to be 1.5 hours anyway! So we hear good news... We hear on the radio that the district line is running. YEAH! we can get to work. The cab pulls over and we walk to Westminster station to get on the tube - OOPS no, the line is working (with signal failures sometimes) but the actual station is closed. So we walk to the next station - about ¾ mile. We jump on the tube - and we are off...yeah we are going to make it to work.
Duh duh duh (can you hear the music....?) The controller comes over the tube speaker system to tell us....the next station is closed...and the next station...and the next....you get the point. AHHHHHHHHHH we are literally stuck on the tube. TRAPPED going east, passing all stations even relatively close to work. I am thinking - I hate London, I hate not having a car, I hate the tube, I hate that I didn't work from home, I hate that I haven't eaten breakfast!!! (Mom, I know you taught me not to hate anything but you know how I get when its the morning and I’m hungry!!) Finally a station is open and we get off ....after being trapped for 25 minutes! We are let off about 2 miles from Tower Hill, which is about 3 miles from Burr's work and he has a meeting to run in 35 minutes! We walk so so so fast and he makes it – I am sweating more from the walk then I do in body combat class and let’s not even talk about Burr and that Farrar family sweat genes....thankfully, I go to the gym to re-shower and get to work at the crack of 8:55 – I love my life.....
And we are left back at the same position as this morning. the tube = terrible.
PS - Burr and I both decided to take one of the cycle bike shares home that evening, 30 min. bike ride vs. 1.5 hours in agony was so much better :-)
PPS – I tried to count how many people passed me on the cycle on the way home and I got to about 10 and had to stop counting...then I tried how many times I got honked at....I stopped counting that too :-p
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