London was one huge rubbish tip. When TPR and I stepped off the train the only way out of the station was up a mountain of landfill.
The next day we heard that a train had exploded on arrival at the same station. We stepped out onto the balcony of our highrise apartment to check for evidence of the explosion. At that very moment another train exploded before our eyes, sending debris and random body parts everywhere.
Surviving passengers climbed up the landfill as we had done the day before. It was all such a crush that some even ended up on the balcony right next to us.