Rain
I have decided the worst weather for riding the Tube is… snow!
…Kidding. That’d be a dumb post title then, wouldn’t it?
No, no. It’s rain. Cold rain, specifically.
Take this morning. A cold rain outside, so I wore a sweater and a jacket for my two minute walk to the Tube station. Two fat-kid-stomach-packed trains later and I’m sweating like I just lied to the President about WMDs. Then back out of the the Tube and up into the rain again. Then a ride on the lift and into the office.
I was hot, sweaty, and gross, and all before 9 am. Not that I’m up in arms about it or anything.
The topper on this cake of nasty? The sun just came out.
The saying is right: fact is much more twisted than fiction.
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