Spent the evening out at a Bowling lane close to Euston station as a cool alternative birthday party for Dan. I finally had a chance to verify how crap my bowling is... I think my birthday party could be at a place for table-soccer, that's something I can still feel in my wrists :)
Today it's been also one of those days when I wish I was a voodoo shaman just to be able to create a doll in the shape of the Transport for London brand and fill it with rusty, huge needles. No trains on my way to the city nor on the way back, with a stupid forced diversion through balham in the middle of the night.
Well, at least now I improved my knowledge of the "surface" London.
Ehy, that would be an idea! Dear TFL, just stop calling them engineering works and start promoting alternate touristic route through characteristic London suburbs, that would be cool.
