Reasonable
day at work, but now The Man and I have a whole two days to ourselves, and
we’re still trying to decide what direction to go in. so many choices.
Left
work a tad late and headed to Canary Wharf tube station. Once we stepped onto
the escalator we realised that we weren’t going far.
Why
not?
Well,
see for yourself.
The people-jam
at the gates was pretty big, and we could see that we were not going anywhere by
train anytime soon.
When there is too much of a crush on the platform, which is
another level down, the gates are shut firmly.
Chap next
to me on the escalator said to his mate, ‘Well I’m off to the pub.’ So the man
and turned right at the bottom and went into the mall where there is a nice
comfy Starbucks.
Two vanilla
spice latte accompanied by carrot cake to munch on while we people watched to pass
the time. What better way to while it away?
By
the time we had finished our munchies and emptied our cups the crush at the top
level had cleared, but down on the platform itself it was another matter. The
queues for the train were pretty long and it took three trains for us to be
able to board.
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