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A brief interlude from my Food Show recap for a purely self-indulgent blog post.

The underground trains are crowded.  Always really really crowded.  Usually it’s all I can do to squeeze into the car, and getting a seat in the morning? Not a chance.

However, I live on a rather obscure one-stop branch of one of the lines and while it’s always crowded if I take it in the morning, it’s usually nearly empty on my ride home.  I don’t actually take that line too often because the trains run so infrequently but I have a secret guilty pleasure when I do end up at the right place at the right time and manage to be the only person in the entire train car.

Let me add at this point, I can’t sing.  I entirely fail at hitting the notes and carrying the tune I am mean to hit and carry.  And possibly worse, I’m not tone deaf so I can hear exactly how off I am.  This is a problem because I love to sing.  I sing in the shower, I sing when I’m home alone and… when I’m alone in that train car heading home after a long day, I can’t resist singing on the Underground.

Yes, there are probably CCTV cameras recording me looking ridiculous.  And I’m not doing it for any reason except for the pure enjoyment of being able to do the one thing I would never do in public while in what is usually the most crowded place in town.  And I have to say, it’s one of the most fun, liberating things I think I could ever do on public transportation.

So if you see a nearly-empty train wizz by with a girl singing to herself, wave… that’s me!

3 thoughts on “Guilty Pleasures

  1. Jenn says:

    I do that too! Except I’m never on empty trains, so instead I sing at the reception desk at work when there’s nobody around… At least, I hope there’s nobody around.

  2. Ann says:

    There must be something about living here… ‘cos I do the singing to an empty train thing too…

    There should be a Facebook group for this!

  3. Milly says:

    This just topped your chocolate post for my favorite of the past few weeks. And that’s saying a lot, because I loves me some chocolate.

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