London
I am British and I love to queue. You heard me. I love it and i'm proud of it. As a nation, we are exceptionally good at it and this and it's typified every year for a fortnight at SW19. You can queue for tickets at Wimbledon for about 12 of the 13 days of play (depending on the weather) and this ranges from a 50m line for ground passes on day 2, all the way up to a 2 mile long queue snaking around Wimbledon for front row tickets on centre court later in the tournament. In 2005 i queued for 36 hours to get tickets to see Tim Henman play (self confessed Henmaniac) and we ended up sitting below John Mcenroe, Boris Becker and David Mercer who were a court level commentating (so it was worth it!). The Wimbledon Queue certainly attract enterprising individuals - Umbrella salesmen, burger vans, cold drink vendors and even the local takeaway places deliver to your spot in the Queue! Cool, huh?
I could go on, but let's just say queuing is half the fun at Wimmers. You'll meet great people, drink lots of beer and hardly get any sleep, but in the end it's definitely worth it!
Check out my review of The Queue - I am ahunter - on Qype
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