Sometimes the choice of seating on the train is unlimited.
Making a train connection at the Baker Street Station sends us deeper underground. The really deep tunnels have escalators. If you have a fear of escalators, you're outta luck.
Waiting for the train. Not very exciting. Unless you're from Santa Fe where this kind of fun is very limited.
Robin reads while I wait for the train doors to close.
I'm specializing in women-on-trains photography.
This guy is a street artist who stands there like a statue. His tie is permanently frozen in the wind-blown shape. Very cool. I put a pound in his bucket, took a photo, and said thanks. He winked.
It's almost midnight and the mass of hundreds of people in the background are all standing in line to get in to some hot, happening club. Probably some sort of vampire hangout. Everyone in the crowd in the background is young and wearing black. Most of the young women are wearing black miniskirts. I lucked into a shot of a young one being separated out from the colony by a predator. I hope she's OK... I'm sure if things turn bad, the other vampires will realize this guy is not wearing black and will teach him not to mess with the undead.
People waiting in line for a ticket to tomorrow's last performances of the "must-see" show Jerusalem.
One of the rooms in the Covent Garden Apple Store. Most of the store was very busy, but this area was very quiet.
I like to wear a dark wig when we do our ballet workouts. Just kidding, it's a poster in the Royal Opera House, also in Covent Garden.
Robin picks out a protective sleeve for her MacBook Air laptop at the Apple Store.
A food court at Covent Garden. I had the fish finger sandwich. Highly not-recommended.
What do you do when you visit an Apple Shrine? Tebow, of course.
China Town is adjacent to the Theatre District.
Before meeting Wally and Maria for pre-theater dinner, we dropped in to the W bar for a really expensive drink.
