Chaos on the Streets of London

I was standing with three of my friends at the bus stop for Bus 144—not a typical bus for us. It was just before 19:00 and we were running very late. Being Americans, we didn’t know we were about to enter London Rush Hour for the very first time.

History is Happening Right Now

Every Sunday when I lived in London, we took a bus out to Islington to go to church in a beautifully modern building. On the way, we would pass Charles Dickens’ house. The Charles Dickens. The actual house where he lived and breathed and walked. And everyone else would just walk by like there was nothing important about it. It’s just in the middle of a little neighborhood, near two bus stops and a library.  I have never understood history so clearly.  History wasn’t always “history.” There were people that lived it and there are people that are living it right now, including you and me.