I got another spell of business travel tomorrow - to London again; I'm usually up there every fortnight or so now at industry meetings / various working groups etc.
Like so many people, I abhor public transport in general but at times, it just can't be avoided. The tube, though, provides a fascinating insight into the weird and wacky characters out there. And they seem be flock to London in spades.
There's something very comforting about the smell of a tube station - that oily, dry, stale warm air rushing up your nostrils. It seems to be a smell common to underground train stations across the world in my experience - having been on few in the US and across Europe. I don't know what it is about this smell, but I'd buy an Ambi-Pur refill of it! ;-)
The aromas given off by many of the commuters, though, tend to be far less pleasurable to one’s olfactory sense - particularly after a long day at work. I frequently clothes-peg my nose when travelling after 4.30PM on the tube.... maybe you've seen me? I cut quite a distinctive figure in the carriage! :p
Let’s hope tomorrow passes without major mishap.
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