London Tube, maybe the Green Line that goes the Heathrow?!
Using the Tube at rush hour was so bad I switched to cycling for my commute (which turned out to take the same time whilst being far more pleasant), this before before cycling in London was fashionable so when I started doing it there weren’t all that many of us and drivers weren’t yet used to cyclists so you had to be extra careful with things like being on their blindspot near places were they might turn.
Also some of the Tube lines in London are old and hence the tunnels are less high, so the tube trains that run there (like this one) have lower ceilings and feel extra opprossive.
Mind you, using the Tube is still a superior experience to driving since you can actually bring a book and distract yourself by reading in the Tube.
oh man, I had word for word the same experience. The number of times I’d turn up to work with bloodied knuckles because I was filtering between two buses at the wrong speed like a suicidal maniac.
“Keep up with traffic, or pull over” were the two tenets I lived by. The sheer rush of adrenaline of getting to work alive, nothing beats it.
Now it’s all cycle lanes, and even those lanes have queues and though it’s still miles faster than car/tube/bus, it’s not as satisfying as those early wild west days of flying over a car bonnet
London Tube, maybe the Green Line that goes the Heathrow?!
Using the Tube at rush hour was so bad I switched to cycling for my commute (which turned out to take the same time whilst being far more pleasant), this before before cycling in London was fashionable so when I started doing it there weren’t all that many of us and drivers weren’t yet used to cyclists so you had to be extra careful with things like being on their blindspot near places were they might turn.
Also some of the Tube lines in London are old and hence the tunnels are less high, so the tube trains that run there (like this one) have lower ceilings and feel extra opprossive.
Mind you, using the Tube is still a superior experience to driving since you can actually bring a book and distract yourself by reading in the Tube.
Definitelly not the thing I miss about London.
oh man, I had word for word the same experience. The number of times I’d turn up to work with bloodied knuckles because I was filtering between two buses at the wrong speed like a suicidal maniac.
“Keep up with traffic, or pull over” were the two tenets I lived by. The sheer rush of adrenaline of getting to work alive, nothing beats it.
Now it’s all cycle lanes, and even those lanes have queues and though it’s still miles faster than car/tube/bus, it’s not as satisfying as those early wild west days of flying over a car bonnet