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ondon greeted me like an old reliable
friend. The red buses, black cabs, and grey
clouds all seemed familiar. It’s because
I’ve visited London twice before with my family
and this is my third time in London. Only now
I’m on my own and the excitement is still the
same whenever red double-deckers rumble by.
I arrived Victoria Coach Station 1 in the after-
noon and start my visit immediately. I took the
underground train from Victoria Station. The sta-
tion was a seething mass of humanity. Everyone
from every walk of life was shoulder to shoulder,
in each other’s faces, no personal space. I pur-
chased my oyster card and find my way to the
underground waiting for Central Line train. One
of the things I love about London is the Under-
ground train. Why? It’s because finding route from
A station to B station is like going on a treasure
hunt. There are hundreds of routes and many train
lines that it looks all jumbled up inside the map
guide. Second, when switching from one line to
the other feels like you are dragged into a maze.
You will walk through the tunnels, through dif-
ferent path and stairways until you reach the
new intended platform. For me, taking the un-
derground train is a must-do when in London.
I said hello to my old friend, Ben at Westminster
Abbey. Besides the recent incident happened in
London. It doesn’t stop tourists from coming here.
Ben stood tall and handsome as it is. Everyone were
all smiles gazing up when his bells chimes. London
eye was just right across the bridges that stretching
away on both sides, separated only by the bright sliv-
er crack in the landscape that was the River Thames.
I walked from Westminster Abbey to Bucking-
ham Palace through St. James Park. This beautiful
park has tranquil lake with plethora of birds and
swans. Everyone was on the grass, either reading
a book or taking a nap. They look harmonious.
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