After not cycling or commuting for nearly 3 months due to having to work form home as no office, then holiday then knackering my back 3 weeks ago lifting paving slabs, today was my first adventure back into commuting to a new office. My office location was now further into the jungle of London, near Tower Bridge. Once I was past Canary Wharf I was into uncharted areas for me. Luckily I spied a swift looking middle aged guy who looked like he knew where he was going and what he was doing . I asked him If I was on the right track for Tower Bridge and he said, "follow me" He was a swift but safe rider and had me delivered to my destination in no time. Cable street etc turned out not to be the stuff of legend and I found it quite tame, no evidence of legions of light jumping shoaling cycle hordes. My guide tells me that's because we were fairly early , later its a nightmare. I felt invigorated and not smashed at all which surprised me. we'll see if I feel so chipper after the commute home. Also I will probably be leaving with the marauding hordes so will be interesting to see how that goes.