There was a strange karma at Victoria Station today. It's hard to put my finger on it, but you just had the sense that something crazy was about to happen any minute.
Amidst all the coming and going from the underground service, train service and bus terminals, there was a tremendous amount of activity for a Friday afternoon. Even bears were on the loose.
This big dog was in my bus line, but thankfully he got on a different bus, because I wasn't sure both of us would fit!
One of the craziest things of all that I saw was this group of nuns who had just arrived and were trying to sort things out to their destination in town. I seriously had to wonder if they were part of the cast from Sister Act playing here. See the cigarettes in their hands--nearly all of them were smoking like chimneys. I don't know when I've seen such huge crosses, long hair peeking out of their coifs, silver metallic bags, and a general spirit of a "girls weekend away" mindset. They were ready to party!
And how did I get drug into this little mariachi band playing there? It was all in the spirit of the day--I just wanted the enchiladas and queso to go with it all. It really surprised me that the crowds did not break out into an organized dance like you all have viewed on YouTube. It would have been the perfect way to top off a wacky afternoon.