“No flash photography, when the train enters the station”, barks the loudspeaker in the Leicester Square tube station, to warn tourists. Inside the train, one can observe the characteristic melting pot which is London. An African girl moves her head at the rhythm of whatever is passing in her headphones, while a Chinese couple discusses quietly close to her. Two British Chelsea supporters eyeball several Arsenal fans across the seats (was there a game today?), and some Pakistanis eat something from a take away recipient. At the middle of the train several Spanish tourists struggle with tube and city maps to figure their way out to the hotel. In the seats close to me young French women pack several shopping bags speaking loudly while some other Asian looking customers try to enter the train, which finally starts moving again. We all suffer from the high temperature in the packed train even if the wind is now flowing in through the moving windows. No air conditioned in the trains for the melting pot yet, but this seems perfectly fine for the young London girls that get out into the night in Covent Garden with high heels and little clothing on.