If you live and work in Zones 1-2, yes, probably. It’s the closest thing to a flat-rate fantasy in a city that charges you for breathing near a station. If you’re in Zone 3, you need a different card—sorry, this article is exclusive.
For the rest of us, it’s a small, plastic promise. Every time you tap, you mentally high-five yourself. You become the person who says “I’m on the Tube, be there soon” without checking your balance. You stop sweating the small stuff—like that time the reader said “Please touch out” and you accidentally touched a stranger’s elbow. It’s fine. Your card is working.
So go ahead, buy one. Embrace the monthly subscription to your own city. Just don’t ride the Circle Line for fun. I did, and I saw a pigeon eat a chip off a seat. Some things you can’t unsee.
