Hitch-hiking

UGGGHHH I hate train travel. Yesterday, I got the train to and from Portsmouth, for work. I had an absolute nightmare with the trains on the way home - the final leg of my journey home which should have been a 25 minute journey ended up taking 3 hours!!

I found some people at a station near to home, and we decided to get a taxi. One guy called a taxi. A crazy drunken man came up to him and took his phone off him saying he owned a taxi company and would ring them; we thought he wanted to steal the phone, but he was just well-meaning & drunk. Then, the guy whose phone was nearly stolen said his mate was driving past in a few minutes, and would pick us up and take us back in his Land Rover. The group of us got into the back of the Land Rover, and I hitched a lift home! I've never done that before. I got back at 9pm - such an exhausting day, and I was so glad to be home. Quite an adventure!

There were a few perks to the day. It was lovely and sunny, the hottest day of the year. Also, the place I went to treated me really well, and put on a lovely buffet lunch for me.

Back Home!

I'm back home at last after an exhausting couple of days travelling up north and back... I'm glad to be back home. Some things I learned/saw on my trip:

• A HUGE, fast-moving spider in my hotel bedroom.
• A very large lady half naked in the train station ladies room, she was wearing a see-through bra, yuk!
• A newsagents sign saying 'Flasher Binman Jailed.' This is quite worrying, does it mean that there was some strange man hiding in and jumping out of bins flashing passers-by? Or a binman flashing people whilst collecting the rubbish. What a disgusting combinitation, and what a relief he is jailed!
• Some taxi drivers are useless as they don't even carry cards for receipts.
• Travelling through the London Underground with a very heavy suitcase is hell, as there are few ramps/escalators/lifts and lots and lots of stairs! Thankfully, there are a lot of pleasant gentlemen willing to help a poor lady out.