I had my first experience of the London public transport system. It was quite nice having an "Oyster card" to just wave in front of a reader as I entered and left the station. The subway cars were small compared to the Norwegian, you sit along the walls facing inwards. To my joy, contrary to what I had heard, the double-decker buses are still there, in fact they are practically everywhere.
After the double-decker, I took the Piccadilly subway line (tube) to Kings Cross. That was extra enjoyable because this lady was giggling every time an extremely clear and proper (taped) lady voice declared: "This is the Piccadilly line going to Cockfosters." Her boyfriend actually got a little flustered by it, which may be understandable considering how many times this message (and the giggles) were repeated.
Finding the Harrison pub was easy, finding chess players was quite another story. In the end I only got two games with the cook! He wasn't that bad actually, but soon had to do what he was paid to do. I may regret admitting this, but I kind of liked their strawberry beer. Still, after waiting for any other chess-players through two of them, I gave up and decided to play that other game of trying to remember a route backwards. Since I overshot only by a bus stop or two, I think I did rather good for a rookie.