There’s always something happening. A marathon? Sure, let’s close every main road for a fun run. A protest? Great, now Parliament Square is a human traffic cone.
Then there’s the football. Arsenal, Chelsea, Spurs, West Ham—pick your poison. When any of them play at home, the city grinds to a halt. It’s like ant season, but with more beer and angry chanting.
London Traffic Update
And don’t get me started on tourist season. You know those open-top bus tours? They’re slow, they block your view, and they stop directly in front of every single bus stop you need. London is a museum, and you are the exhibit stuck in a tin can.
The Tube Strikes: The Plot Twist No One Asked For
Oh, you thought public transport would save you? Think again. A tube strike means everyone—everyone—piles into a car. Suddenly, the roads are a clogged artery, and your car is one sad blood cell.
Why are they striking? It doesn’t matter. Could be a sandwich, a pension, or a disagreement about the correct shade of uniform blue. The result is the same: absolute gridlock.
And you can’t even take a scooter because the pavements are full of people walking to work who look at you with daggers. It’s a lose-lose situation. Honestly, you might as well just sob into your steering wheel.
