Sometimes I walk up escalators even when I have plenty of time just to help train people to STAND RIGHT.

I also get off the tube with hella attitude, hoping they will learn not to block the door so people can exit. It works better on the escalators.

Lots of pretty skirts and sundresses in London this summer. With leggings, since it really wasn’t warm enough.

I touch my butt a lot—is my tube card still there, is my reader’s ticket still there?

Backlog of London posts coming soon, with luck. Drafting in Ecto encourages me to not-finish a lot of posts.