Because it’s a tiny, absurd struggle in a giant city.
London has the Tube. It has the Thames Clippers. It has the Emirates Air Line cable car.
And yet, we obsess over a clunky, free ferry that might not work.
It’s a thrill. It’s unpredictable. It’s the opposite of a corporate commute.
Every trip is an adventure. You might get stuck in the middle of the river for an hour.
You might see a seal. You might see a floating traffic cone. Anything is possible.
The Quirky Crew
The staff are legends. They have seen everything.
They wave you on with a very casual hand gesture. “Alright, love.”
They don’t rush. They don’t panic. They are zen masters of the water.
One time, the captain stopped the ferry to chat with a kayaker.
Just for fun. No urgency. The cars waited. We all watched.
That’s the Woolwich Ferry energy. Majestic chaos.
