Just one of those days commuting
London transport take a bow. Keen to get into work early after a week of travel disruptions, I decided to take no chances and take an earlier train. However, London transport was having none of it confounding me at every turn:
1) Train: not only was it late, but because of earlier delays my usual cherished seat was denied me forcing me to endure the sweaty armpits of fellow commuters before the usual tube watershed.
2) Victoria station: I managed to fight my way down to the Victoria line platform, only for a defective train at Warren Street to bring the whole line to a standstill. Not being able to even get near to the stationary tube train, I headed out to find a bus, as they closed the tube on my exit.
3) Bus: with the mass of commuters seeking alternative transport, the only bus I was able to squeeze myself onto was taking the long route up to the central line. After getting stuck in traffic I decided to jump off early and head off on foot from Green Park to Bond Street.
4) On foot: It started to rain. Sigh.
5) Tube: for some insane reason, escalator works meant I couldn't access Bond Street station.
6) On foot: more sightseeing as I powered my way down Oxford Street to Marble Arch.
7) Tube: fighting my way through the mass of people, I pushed my way through as the doors closed. Tucked amid the mass of commuters I failed to spot my central line train was going the wrong way. Doh. An about turn and finally I was on the right track.
9) Work: I finally made it to work 15 minutes late having set off 45 minutes early.
10) In future: Make plans to work from home. Aren't these things supposed to happen on a Monday? Oh, they did.