One small example of how I feel at the moment:
I write this on the tube, traveling across London to meet a friend at 6.30pm. I was convinced that the tube would be packed. Rush hour, surely? No, it seems. The tube is emptier than it is for my normal weekend journeys.
I realised that I have no clue when the rush happens here, or even if there is one. In five years of work I never had the pleasure of leaving work at a normal time. Before that I was spoiled by four years of leisurely luxury wandering as a student in and around Fulham and Kensington.
It really has been more than nine years since I have traveled on the tube at this time. The great thing about that is it brings back a sense of excitement and an awareness of the possibilities that London offers - possibilities that I have hardly scratched the surface of in almost a decade here. I look forward to the chance to explore them more.
