London in June

I confess. I had to nap this afternoon which probably was unwise, but I was absolutely knackered. I slept on a bit, then headed by bus to the British Museum. I had to see the Queen's exhibit on the horse! The bus, the streets, the polyglot accents, it's all vaguely familiar. Apparently I look like a local since I've been asked directions twice, and a lovely elderly woman asked for help buying her train ticket. "Thank you, love. You have an unusual accent. Where are you from, dear?" I remember when I was here oh so long ago, going to University, the same thing happened. People couldn't quite place me. Something new, and very much needed in this busy city of 7825200 people, +/- 1000, is the adoption of a comprehensive bike swap program. Sturdy bikes are available in kiosks all over. You rent thema bit like zipcars;for a month or a year, and you return them to any of the locked bike stables around the city, retrieving one as needed. Great for bopping around the city, and much faster than public transport, though the busses and trains here put our public transport to shame.