One of the things I like about London is that no matter how long you live here, there's always more of it.
I have to go to Leyton to pick up a parcel. I've never been to Leyton. It's probably shit, but hey, I quite like shit things sometimes. I'm strangely excited. What's wrong with me?
Me and a friend a while ago invented the '12 Minute Bus Adventure'. You need a nice sunny afternoon and an oyster card. You get on the first bus you see and travel on it for precisely 12 minutes, and get off at the next stop. The next bus you see, you do the same thing. You keep doing this until you feel like getting off and exploring. Last time we did it, we found ourselves at Highgate Cemetery. It was great. I felt like some kind of French situationist, going on a seemingly random journey yet somehow ending up at Karl Marx's grave. Poetic, non?
I'm going to Leyton now, bye.