The London Transport Museum

Posted on
Jun 8, 2011

I have a confession.

Remember yesterday? I mean, if you don’t, that’s fine (but we should probably address that, because it means that you either need to have your hippocampus checked, or you’ve been having way too much fun without me). Anyway, yesterday I made some rather bold statements about how Covent Garden was just a cheap rip-off of Pike Place Market, and how Londoners were just Seattle wannabes.

I might not have entirely meant all those things. It might be that a few of those words were uttered in jealousy. Because while no place in the world will ever compare to the overcast paradise that is my hometown, London has one thing that Seattle lacks: a stellar underground public transportation system.

It’s not to say that Seattle hasn’t tried. We have. And we’re getting there. But still, deep down, I’ll know this: no matter what we come up with, it will always pale in comparison to London’s Underground.

Because the Underground is a thing of magic. Is it crowded? Sure. Hot? Absolutely. And in the past I might have been aggressively approached or cursed at by my fellow passengers. But those issues aside, it’s remarkably organized, efficient, and will get you anywhere you want to go in the city for a ridiculously low fee. Even a girl like me (who literally got lost on her way to the grocery store this morning) can navigate it with aplomb.

It is this deep rooted affection for the Underground that prompted me to visit the London Transport Museum. If you are a fan of public transportation (and come on, who isn’t?) or just city planning in general (Um, hell yeah!), or if you just love mannequins in bad 70s wigs (Guilty!),  I suggest you go. The museum has all of that, and more.

It’s located in Covent Garden, in a building known as the Flower Market (which once housed London’s wholesale flower business).  It’s enormous and rather lovely, and it’s easy to imagine scores of people arguing over the price of pansies back in the day and throwing zinnias at one another (fact: I have no idea what goes on at a wholesale flower market).

The museum is filled with relics of London’s various public transportation systems over the years, and the examples range from the downright strange up to the familiar. You’re able to travel through the centuries up to present day, seeing exactly how people got around.  This contraption, known as a sedan chair, could be rented for short trips around London, but were largely exclusive to the wealthy:

I can totally see Lady Gaga riffing on this idea.

In the 1800s, the city got omnibuses (later called simply “buses”), which were pulled by horse, and made the entire city more accessible for everyone. Incidentally, the idea for omnibuses came from the French. Which I’m sure would be a delightful way to get you into a fight with an Englishman – just tell him that his city’s greatness is due to those snobby brie-eaters and fists will FLY! (Incidentally, I’m just being cheeky. I have no gripe with the French. I do have a checkered past with Air France, but that’s another issue).

On such a miserable, rainy morning, it was a fantastic way to pass a few hours. And evidently a lot of people had the same idea. The place was packed, even though I arrived just as it opened. By the time I reached the trains, I was elbow to elbow with dozens of mothers trying to take just one decent photo of their respective children. They eyed me with a mixture of envy and pity: “Oh childless one,” their eyes said, “you know not the joy of offspring, but your clothes are blissfully frosting free.” And the latter was true, but only because I had yet to find a cupcake shop.

Where was I? Ah, yes. The trains. Entire locomotives have been reconstructed inside the museum:

Along with commentary on some of the people who worked behind the scenes:

This killed me. I love the English.

They refurbished entire rail cars to how they appeared a century ago …

In the U.S., anything older than 20 years is antique. Consequently, I was freaking out.

And for the sake of historical accuracy, depicted a gentleman frantically opening his window after his fellow passenger farted.

The English ... so LIKE us.

But I’m skirting the issue, aren’t I? I promised you 70s-era mannequins, did I not? Let no one say I don’t deliver on my promises. As I progressed through the museum, I eventually got to the bit about the Underground. And like the train exhibit, they had installed entire subway cars. And those cars had passengers.


What's that? I can't hear you over the sound of HOW AWESOME LIFE IS.


On the right, Sofia Loren. On the left, the love-child of George Clooney and Danny Bonaduce.

Of course, the Underground predates the 70s by nearly a century, but some brilliant curator realized that the best decade to portray would be one in which grown men wear striped red-and-white pants. And that was a wise decision.

There’s loads more to the museum. Essentially, every iteration of a London bus is on display. And some of the old signage makes for fantastic photos (or, rather, they would make for fantastic photos, if I could take a decent picture, but whatever).

If you plan on going, give yourself about an hour an half to see the entire museum. And while I never, ever recommend this, I’d suggest giving the gift shop a gander, too. It’s full of all sorts of delightful transportation-themed stuff (which, admittedly sounds weird, but was really cool. Imagine old subway maps and posters). My one regret was that I wasn’t able to visit the Depot where they house all the parts of the collection which are not currently on display (you can only visit during a monthly guided tour).

If you are at all fan of city planning, transportation, or London in general, I’d say visit. That goes double if your fascination of mannequins is anything like mine.




The Essentials on The London Transport Museum:

  • Verdict: Recommended
  • How to Get There: Take the Covent Garden tube stop
  • Ideal for: A rainy day, mannequin-aficionados
  • Nearby Food: The museum is in Covent Garden, so there are plenty of places to eat. I ended up popping into Le Pain Quotidien and had a nice (if overpriced) meal. Skip Ella’s – the cupcakes look great, but are lacking.
  • Insider Tips: Plan ahead to see if you can snag a tour of the Depot. And leave time to visit the Museum Store.
  • Good for Kids: It seems like it. The place was crawling with the little mongrels.

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  • I concur – the London Transport Museum is a pile of awesome. LOVE IT! They’re gift shop is stellar as well. However, avoid their cafe if you’re hungry – the food is mediocre, the service is not stellar, it’s VERY hot under the greenhouse type glass ceiling and it’s crazy expensive.

    If you’re too cheap to pay to get into the museum – the gift shop is free to enter and worth a visit on it’s own.

    • Lisa

      Agreed with both this comment and the original post. I love the museum, I adore the gift shop, and the restaurant is to be avoided.
      Just discovered this fun blog, and will definitely be back!

      • Everywhereist

        Stop in anytime. I’m always open.

  • 70s mannequins? Yes, please. This museum looks fabulous. I’m an American living in Germany and in general the public transportation here is so much better than most places in the U.S. However, I’ve yet to find a decent cupcake place, so obviously I’m still living with hardships.

  • How is it that I didn’t know about this museum? We went to London about two months ago and I fell in LOVE with that city. Seriously. Whenever I see a shot of London on TV, I joke to my husband, “Oh look! It’s my home town!” Yep, I like to pretend that I am from London. I am pretty sure that in some past life I lived there so I don’t think it’s a total lie.

    Anyway, the tube is amazing. I am a total moron when it comes to my sense of direction and I could find my way anywhere in the city, even if I was alone. Plus, a lot of times when I had to glance at a map, I would have someone ask me if I needed any help. The only thing that irritated me was that I never knew when my dang oyster card would work. There were a couple of times that I swiped over and over and it just kept saying to seek assistance. Luckily, the British are wonderful and I had this cute old guy shout from a few lanes over to hold it flat and when it worked he winked at me. So even my temperamental oyster card made me happy.

  • Liz

    Hi Geraldine, I met you at Passover at the Shapiro’s & am happy to read your blog! Having lived in both London & Seattle, I share your affection for the Tube and longing for better transportation options in Seattle. I am always amazed when I hear Londoners diss their Underground. They don’t know how good they have it!!

    • Everywhereist

      Thanks, Liz! It’s true – those London folks have a sweet deal. 🙂

  • “Ridiculously low fee”?!@£!”$ I think £4 is too much for a single in zone 1. Although it is cheaper with an Oyster card. But on the days you leave your Oyster at home/purse gets stolen and have to pay the normal rate, grrrr. I also think £8 is too much for a travelcard you haven’t had anything to eat/drink/taken in a gallery and already you have spent nearly £10 on transport.

    I do think we have a great and extensive underground network (although I wouldn’t dream of using it at peak times an prefer to cycle to work) but on weekends I am always flabbergasted at how many lines or sections are closed for engineering works – often over half the network is down!

  • I am a fan of planning, in spite of not being a city planner. (Who would have thought that someone would like planning if they were not a planner?) Thank you for sharing your visit to the London Underground, and your other visits as well for that matter. Happy travels.

  • Joy

    If you like London Underground, getting lost in LA, if you’re not in to Air France, but love mannequins in bad 70s wigs…

    Should you find yourself in Santorini, Greece, you NEED to check out the G. Koutsoyannopoulos Winery (say THAT five times fast!). A mannequin-lovers heaven! If you need to soothe your mannequin-loving ways, you can always check out my photographic documentation of this lovely museum, complete with a short story of how wine is made, interpreted by me.

  • wonder if its pint size dog friendly … oh don’t roll your eyes!

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