Big Brother is Watching You

We've finally made it to London. While the train ride from Cambridge was ok, the Underground was crowded, and confusing: at Kings Cross station, the queues at the ticket machines were so long that station staff were telling us to just get on the trains, and to pay at the point of exit. At the point of exit, they let us out without a ticket, so I guess that's a free ride courtesy of the City of London.

London, of course, is supposed to be the most surveilled city on this earth, with more cctv cameras than any other. I certainly felt their gaze on me as I was waited with all the luggage as my colleague went off on one errand or another.