The tube is a mysterious thing.
You step down from somewhere you call home - maybe the West End, or Marylebone ... Bloomsbury? Wherever your story begins!
The smell and feel of the air changes, light is different - a world of design and architectural details (old and new) opens up.
There is no need to plan or organise your wishes and thoughts of whereabout you like to re - enter the world, as the tube is always going everywhere at any time (ok - almost!)
.. I always wonder where my fellow travellers are heading to.
Hopefully you get a place to sit ...
.. and let your mind wander as the train rushes through the tunnels.
As you step up back into the daylight -
you enter a totally different world. Maybe the City? Maybe the East End? Or dreamy Richmond! .. rather Soho? .. probably Brixton. Who knows.
.. nobody knows. And that's what I love about London:
Whatever you feel like, there is a perfect place to be.
And the tube brings you there, for just £2 quid.