I'm not going to lie - I really don't like the London Underground. I mean, I am full of respect for it what with having existed and transported a ton of people over the century. It's great, I get it. But it also sucks! It breaks down, it's always busy, and it's filthy. Oh and it's boiling hot.
With all that angst, as I stood in a queue waiting to enter the now-disused Strand Station on the Aldwych, I was certainly questioning why on earth I had chosen to voluntarily spend 2 hours on a Sunday afternoon on the Underground! My impatience disappeared the second I stepped through the tiled entrance into the ticket hall, as mid-century swing music wafted down through the room. Turns out, the ghost stations are actually cool! I've always wanted to visit a ghost station (decommissioned stations) - just the name is enough to ignite some curiousity in my London-commute-hardened heart. Ever since I saw the Pevensie children disappear into Narnia via the Strand Station in Prince Caspian, I have to say I've harboured a slightly secret desire that something similar might happen to me (it hasn't happened yet, like my missing enrolment letter from Hogwarts... Royal Mail, honestly.).
Despite being rather less eventful than in the Chronicles of Narnia, my visit to the Aldwych/Strand Underground station was really fun. The tour guides are volunteers/train enthusiasts, and are a bunch of laughs. It was semi-moving, semi-eerie, semi-other worldly to be stood on the platform of a now-defunct station, listening to how people used it as a bomb shelter in WWII, and how it used to take theatre-going, early 20th century bods to and from life/work/home.
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