Despite being on placement, I still found time to meet up with friends. Being a bit of a Brummie, I seldom venture down to London. Despite this, a friend persuaded me to meet up with her there on the promise that firstly, I would get to experience the best Bagels known to mankind and secondly, I would not have to make the daunting first time trip across London, on the Underground, by myself. Only one of these transpired. The Bagels were absolutely delicious! House Special Salt Beef, mustard and gherkins in a wonderfully soft bagel. Apparently, it’s not only me that rates them; I’m told that at times the queue extends out of the shop and half way down the road as people come from all across London to get them. London isn’t the only thing crossed to get a taste either; the Americans often cross the pond because they think they’re fantastic too. In order to get to said bagels, however, I had to travel across London on the Underground, alone. I realise this is a commonplace task for many, but to the first time traveller it can be confusing and scary. On the plus side I had really good instructions from my friend so there were no unexpected surprises. I’m still baffled by how different to trains the Tube is, although it is exactly what it says on the tin, I suppose.