Metropolitan Line

I love this line, why because it caters to my bicycle needs! Enough space to also accommodate prams, luggage and wheelchairs. I get this train from Watford to Rickmansworth which is a scenic pleasent route even in rush hour it not so bad as when your further down the route. I get to gaze at Jesus while looking at the countryside.
Metropolitan line has got great air conditioning in the summer months and great heating in the Winter months. It’s a spacious train and yes when you are facing strangers in the seats that are booth styled the leg room can be a little tight but hey… not everyone has long legs like mine.

The maroon/​purple line.
This train is a little different to most in that you sit and face others on the train as opposed to facing the center.
Doesn’t bother me that much but it’s a little different.
I’m used to taking this from Uxbridge way out in the northwest right to Finchley Road — going further takes longer and isn’t necessary as you can change to the Jubilee line right here. In fact — change at Wembley Park if you want a seat all the way to Canary Wharf (good sleep possible!).
This line serves a commuter belt in the north west suburbs and there are many branches which means long waits are sometimes necessary to get back to where you want to be.
It’s picturesque ish at this end and my overall memories are good.

I can’t really call myself a fan of the Metropolitan Line. Mostly because it shares some of the tracks and stations from Liverpool Street towards where I want to go, Paddington. So I usually find myself running down the stairs and jumping on the train, only to find that I have to get off at Baker Street and wait for a proper Circle or Hammersmith & City train.
I’m also not a huge fan of sharing legroom with other passengers. I’d much rather be facing into the center of the train rather than facing forwards or backwards. I always have this paranoia that the train is going to stop suddenly and I have a fellow passenger in my lap. No fun.
On the plus side, the doorway area is quite roomy. This comes in handy as I’m usually dragging a rollaboard suitcase in a crowded train.

My favourite of the London Underground lines. I live in Uxbridge which is on the far end of the line and when it comes to that tough choice between the Metropolitan and Piccadilly line for getting into Central London there’s no competition for me. Metropolitan every time.
Despite only living here for about 8 months the line holds many good memories. Watching the late summer’s light flit in between the trees when going out to the Amersham just so I could see the countryside. Drunkenly bumping up and down on the way back from New Year’s Ever. Using one of the posters in the carriage to make a welcome sign for my friend coming to visit us from home.
Those tall, comfortable carriages, much nicer than the ones on the deep level tube, the empty last car in the evenings. The really springy suspension so that when it gets up to 60mph between Finchley Road and Wembley Park you end up bouncing all over the place. The fact you can kind of put your feet up on the seats if you put down a sheet of newspaper first.
Ok, so, it’s always shut at the weekends and I have to take the Central Line and I mean, an hour is still a long time to get to Central London but it skips past all those stations and it feels a lot faster than the other lines which is what really matters I guess. I also seem to have the good luck of turning up on a platform shared by the Met, H&C and Circle lines and getting the first train to be an «UXBRIDGE (ALL STATIONS)». Maybe I’ve been lucky with the Met but I don’t think it deserves the 2 stars it has at the moment.
The Met is a line with heart. One without automated announcements or fancy stations. I love the Met.

I hate this line, it NEVER works for me. The other day I was doing a job at Wembley, and my colleagues were laughing when I told them of my Metropolitan Line woes. I said «You just wait, we’ll get on the train together and something will go wrong». A train happily came along as normal, we got on. There was a fault with the doors, we all got kicked off. The train left. We didn’t. They began to see my rather unusual train curse. We waited on the platform at Wembley Park for twenty five minutes before caving in and getting on the Jubilee Line, where we didn’t do much better.
That story also reminds me of the time I was stranded in Rickmansworth at 10pm. A train was due around 10:40pm (a forty minute wait, are they crazy?). Well, 10:40 came and went; so I went up to the woman with a moustache in the little window thing and asked «What the!!!». She casually replied «oh, yeah. They cancelled that one. The next one is 11:40. Holding back my anger I politely asked if she would let me out of the station then I’d come back for the train. I asked because if I tapped my oyster out, then in again, it would charge me. The lovely little dear said no.
I sat in the Rickmansworth freeze for the next hour waiting for a train which eventually came, of course delayed. These stories are the type of story you will ALWAYS hear when people talk about the Metropolitan Line. Or maybe not, maybe it’s just me. If you ever see me on the platform, run run away!

Due to being another city boy train, I have little love for the Metropolitan Line. East Londoners don’t get much of a look in as the line starts at Aldgate. It follows the same track as the Circle and Hammersmith & City lines until Baker Street, so has the same failings as the other two lines. From Baker Street it shoots off into the North West with infrequent stops along the way.
Unless you live near one of the few stops beyond Baker Street, the Metropolitan line is a waste of space.