First off, forget everything you think you know about sitting in a dark box. The driver’s cab is your personal command centre, with a view that beats any office window. You get to zip through tunnels under Big Ben, past hidden Victorian stations, and wave at platform staff like you’re royalty.
But the real magic? The silence. When you’re waiting at a station after the last passenger leaves, the whole city feels like your secret playground. Plus, you get paid to sit down—try doing that in a standing-room-only carriage at 8 AM.
