Where there’s a Willer…
I find it hard to sleep on public transport. Always have. Too risky. I’m not the kind of person who can miraculously wake themselves up two minutes before the right stop. The only transport I can sleep on is planes – there’s only one destination to worry about. Even so, it’s hard to shake the […]
A mob mentality over moolah
Picture this – It’s 8am on a Sunday when no one with the good sense God gave a mule would be up, but you are. You board the No. 2 train from Brooklyn to Manhattan and look for a seat. There’s a bench opposite with a girl with her head buried in a book perched […]
Travel by Commuter Armpit
Anyone who’s spent more than five minutes in London at any point in their life will probably have encountered the Underground, the capital’s ever-expanding subway. It’s ‘the Tube’ to many, ‘the bloody stupid useless frigging Tube, ugh’ to others, and the inescapable labyrinth of nightmares to far more. I moved to London two years ago, […]
