VCS

Victoria Coach Station - the evening before the end of the Christmas break was a throbbing mass of humanity.
Travellers heading to all points of the compass.  All anxiously hoping that they'd get a good seat, hopefully on their own but at least without having to sit next to someone that either snored or had a coat that rustled a lot.  (I've been there - it's not fun!)

We were taking Jennifer to VCS so she could catch the overnight sleeper coach to Glasgow.  For the first time, we'd bought a "bunk" seat though I think it was actually more of a hammock.

I tried to catch the reflections of those in the cafe, waiting to board their coach but didn't have any luck.