Whichever route you choose, the destination is the same. London City Airport is tiny, efficient, and smells faintly of coffee and ambition. You’ll walk from the check-in desk to the gate in less time than it takes to decide what to watch on Netflix. It’s the airport that doesn’t try to eat your soul.
And honestly, that’s the real win. Whether you came by driverless train, a bus that smells of damp coats, or a boat that made you feel like Odysseus for forty minutes, you made it. Now, go enjoy that fifteen-minute security queue and a ridiculously overpriced croissant.
Just don’t forget to look out the window during takeoff. The view of the London skyline, all glass and history, is totally worth the hassle of getting there. Even if you did arrive by bus.
