…The Quest that was my journey home, that is… ‘Or there… and there… and there… aaaaaand there… and back again’ as I like to call it…
For some reason, the London decided it was gonna unleash mayhem upon it’s inhabitants by having a major black out (mostly affecting just the transport system). For those of you that don’t know london very well: it’s big.
I went to work in the morning… flawless journey… really excellent - the trains and underground running perfectly smoothly and on time - the first time I’ve actually been in on time this week…
In the interests of quantifying this journey: on a good day, the total travel time takes approxiamtely 1 hour and 15 minutes.
So I have my fun fun day at work with kit (and beat her at pool etc ;)) and then, it comes to 6pm! Ah! time to go I think… So I leave, get on the train in Bromley South (very very south of london). I get to London Victoria, one of the busiest stations in London during rush hour. Just going down the escalators… oo! the lights have gone out. Through the dim remaining light from above ground, we’re asked to leave the station due to “an emergency” - scary… :-\
So Victoria Station is now closed and now overground trains aren’t running either. Right. So I walk to one of the nearest stations, Westminster, to see if that’s open… nope… closed… So I walk back towards Victoria via St. James Park Station. Also closed. It’s at St. James Park that we’re told that there’s been a major power outage. So I walk back to Victoria in the hope of catching a bus… of course… there are thousands of londoners with the same idea…
honestly, it was astounding… the entire inhabitants of the underground were suddenly walking the the streets of london. it’s been estimated that around 250,000 people were displaced onto the streets of london… that’s on top of the thousands that are there normally… you’d never see that many people walking around on a weekday, let alone whilst it’s raining. Oh yes! I also forgot to mention - not only were the tubes not working, but it was f*ckin pouring with rain. Major problems now.
I think ‘bugger this’ and grab some food whilst I’m at Victoria, then, I establish that no buses from Victoria would take me where I wanted to go (not to mention the fact that it was nigh on impossible to get on a bus - there were hundreds of people). So I walk. And I walk. I walked from Victoria, to Hyde Park Corner, to Marble Arch, by which time the tubes were… well… sort of running. I managed to get a train from there to Bank and then from Bank to Moorgate. At Moorgate (which is still a reaaally long way from my house) my lovely parents drove to come pick me up.
It might be a little difficult for the non-british among you to understand… but that’s one hell of a journey… I can show you the tube map, but it’s not really to scale, nor is it drawn that realistically, but it might give you an idea: http://www.tfl.gov.uk/tfl/images/zone_big.jpg
To quantify it further, I walked about 4 miles (6.436km) in the pouring rain. Finally, 4 hours and 21 minutes after leaving the office… on a journey that should have taken me a little over 1 hour… I stagger through the door of my house.
And I am thoroughly tired and p!ssed off
I need love and cuddles :flower: