A few months ago, on May late evening I arrived in Luton airport, took the shuttle and headed for London. My friend was already there, we agreed to meet on Oxford street at the bus stop not far from Marble Arch. No surprise we didn’t find each other at once and of course it was misty and drizzling on the streets. And I thought, yes this is definitely London! Nothing changed since 2014. I am here, it’s foggy and rainy. But last time I had umbrella with me at least. People and cars were passing by, traffic lights reflected on wet pavements, and I still needed to find my friend at one of 5 bus stops with the same name.