Lucky bastard. That’s (so far) the only city I’ve ever visited that I would move to in a heartbeat and happily sell all my cars before I got there. I’m a San Diegan who now lives near Los Angeles, and I drive much more easily and comfortably than I walk through the roads and streets of SoCal. I like to hike and walk, mind, but when I’m in civilization (that is, within a mile or two of the nearest 7-Eleven or traffic light) and intending to go more than a mile or two, then I prefer wheels. And when I do walk, I act like the second-class citizen I feel myself to be as a pedestrian, one who never jaywalks and always cedes the right-of-way to everyone else.
But in London, I’d happily hoof it anywhere the Tube couldn’t take me.
