Josh; if you have planned out a specific route you can write it on a bit of paper, with arrows for left and right and so on and tape it to your stem; saves you looking in the A-Z. You're a student so I should point out that in wet weather you might want to cover the paper up with plastic. You're at Kings so I should point out that the plastic needs to be transparent.
As for the rest of it; don't ask me, my sense of direction is shockingly bad and I only know my way around because of couriering. When I started I didn't even know my way round Soho and I still get lost if I go to new places. Other people pick it up very quickly; I hired riders who had been in London a week and they never got lost. Maybe, like me, you'll never have that ability. Unlike me you probably won't compensate for it though by being devilishly handsome and possessed of a winsome charm.
Getting lost in London is good fun though; you're never really 'lost', you're not going to be discovered dead from hunger and thirst, and chancing upon interesting and unfamiliar bits of the city is something I miss.
Apparently LaLIlULUlu has a more hi-tech version of my paper-taped-to-the-stem system. :(
Josh; if you have planned out a specific route you can write it on a bit of paper, with arrows for left and right and so on and tape it to your stem; saves you looking in the A-Z. You're a student so I should point out that in wet weather you might want to cover the paper up with plastic. You're at Kings so I should point out that the plastic needs to be transparent.
As for the rest of it; don't ask me, my sense of direction is shockingly bad and I only know my way around because of couriering. When I started I didn't even know my way round Soho and I still get lost if I go to new places. Other people pick it up very quickly; I hired riders who had been in London a week and they never got lost. Maybe, like me, you'll never have that ability. Unlike me you probably won't compensate for it though by being devilishly handsome and possessed of a winsome charm.
Getting lost in London is good fun though; you're never really 'lost', you're not going to be discovered dead from hunger and thirst, and chancing upon interesting and unfamiliar bits of the city is something I miss.
Apparently LaLIlULUlu has a more hi-tech version of my paper-taped-to-the-stem system. :(