Trip 2: Edgware Road, Edgware, Stanmore, Harrow & Wealdstone

I was going to do this in a logical, methodical way, going counterclockwise on the map starting in the south-east. But that would mean this trip would have covered some of the same ground as the last one so for variety's sake I'm mixing it up.
Trip 2 started the way I usually go home on a normal day, down The Mall and through Green Park, avoiding death at Hyde Park Corner. Instead of carrying on through the park I went north to Marble Arch.
I never thought about Marble Arch the same way after I learned it was the site of the Tyburn gallows, and thus one of the most grisly places in London.
That smell is not burning flesh; instead it is all the shisha bars lining the Edgware Road. No one in their right mind would call Edgware Road station a terminus, but as a lame flange of the District Line stops here, it fits my criteria. Picture taken.
Then from the station up the actual road. Two questions come to mind on this Roman-straight thoroughfare, the A5. Will it ever end? And: How can people possibly eat this much fast food? But for all the chicken joints and boarded up shops there are some gems: enormous mansion blocks, Victorian pubs, the Luminaire.

I reach Edgware in about an hour. It is comically small; it looks like the back entrance to a mall. But from here it's down a series of suburban streets and up a hill to Stanmore. I just about start to feel like I'm out on the fringes now, leaving the chicken bone lined main roads behind. The houses are neat, the roads are only slightly curvy. It's not a huge hop to Harrow and Wealdstone. Wealdstone, if you squint, could be mistaken for a village somewhere out beyond Tubeland. The station is the best I've seen yet. Not saying much, but impressive nonetheless. Station road is relatively quiet until the Bakerloo line pulls in and the people flood out.