When I studied in London, our dorm was equidistant from three tub stops. Depending on your station of origin, you could get home via Euston, King’s Cross/St. Pancras or Russell Square. The latter had this great series of spiral staircases leading up to the street level.
To avoid being crammed into crowded elevators with 20-odd total strangers, we used to sprint up the steps.
This time, I elected to be crammed into the crowded elevators with 18-odd total strangers and my two daughters.
A lot changes after 20 years.
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