A small station,
St.
James Park is,
threatening
inconsequence,
caught
as it is in the space
between
the riot of people
that
is its nearby sister Victoria
and
the riot of government
and
tourists that is
its
nearby brother Westminster.
But
it has a reach, it does,
bordering
on the formidable:
Buckingham
Palace
the
Horse Guards
Scotland
Yard
Westminster
Abbey
Victoria
Street
Birdcage
Walk and the park
the
Ministry of Justice (all
those
CCTV cameras) and sharing
a
building with the tube’s HQ.
It
even merits a ticket office,
attended
by personnel, where
we
wait in queue, quietly,
for
our Oyster cards, topping off
with
more pounds.
We
stand on the platform
waiting
for the train
from
Victoria (eastbound) or
from
Westminster (westbound)
making
sure as we board
to
mind the gap.
The
St. James Park tube station in London has three entrances – one on Broadway,
one on Petty France, and one on Palmer Street. We used all three, although the
Palmer Street entrance was the closet to our hotel.
Photograph: Exterior of the St. James
Park tube station, Petty France entrance.
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