Look, I know I’ve given you options. But after a long night of screaming along to your favorite songs, the only thing you’ll want is to sit down in a quiet, warm carriage and nap. The Jubilee line delivers that. Driving gives you traffic. The boat gives you windburn. Walking gives you blisters.
So, remember Dave, my panicked friend? He finally got there, but only after a frantic Uber ride that cost him £35 and his dignity. Learn from Dave. Don’t be Dave.
Your only real job is to find North Greenwich on a tube map, get on a train, and follow the crowd of excited people. The dome will greet you. The music will find you. And the journey starts the moment you stop overthinking it. See you on the Jubilee line. I’ll be the one wearing earplugs and a smug smile.
