I am going underground

This are the words from an ex claustro maniac. A person who haven't been able to even see the logo of London underground without getting serious panic attacks. Can you imagine the relief when this very same person can travel relaxed from north west to south south in less than 2o minutes? When the corners of the greatest city on earth can be reached in what we in Swe call svinblink (glance of a swine, not sure where it comes from, but means a very quick look).

That's when you love the underground, and the underground loves you. In a svinblink.