In a span of 3 years, I have walked across the waterloo bridge more than 700 days and the national theatre never seize to amaze me,
The spread of water below the bridge called thames, where the boats float around like butterflies in the summer time, great reflection of lights sets its blurry but lustrous path on the river. pedestrians never seize to stop and take a picture or stare lustfully at the amazing work of nature.
Early in the morning when my train drops me off at waterloo east station, crowds of people flock around to their various destinations, many rushing to get on the nearest bus, while some hop on the barclays bike , obviously we all trying to beat time. But i take my time in satisfying my pleasure of taking a walk across the beautiful waterloo bridge while listening to complementary music.