the Unlucky guy!

Commuting to London is unpredictable unless you tune everything out. I prefer to observe because you never know what might happen. This is a place where I want to share the experience and learn from you guys. I’d say I’m unlucky; I’m clumsy and chaotic, certain things make travel difficult, but it's worth it. Like most of you, I commute daily and want to explore the unwritten rules of travel and how people change, almost alienated, as they move through the city. 

I want to highlight the absurdity of commuting and make you question the unwritten rules like how to commute without being a twat. Ranting helps, and honestly, it keeps me somewhat normal at work.