Having spent a great evening, enjoying the company of Bambla, Phat and a large smoked chicken sandwich - we headed back through the mall, to find our cars.
Hemingways Mall is on a lean diet. Escalators to and from unimportant, unused parts of the mall... like the parking lot, are switched off after dark. Escalator temporarily stairs. Sorry for the convenience. (Hedberg)There were two escalators, an up and a down. The down escalator was on. Technically, we could have used the 'up'... since it was infact a Swiss flavoured stationary, but we headed for the mobile down. Only to be met by a man running up the down. A rebel, excersizing... apparently... and enjoying is right to shun convention.
In fairness, it was after 9... if you're looking for a thrill in East London... or anything open, you have to work with what you've got.
