What a long day!! But I am finally in England and tomorrow I get to go see things! Tonight, I really just want a good night's sleep.
So let me tell you about my trip. Travel Buddy and I left for the airport after it had been snowing all morning. We knew our flight was delayed forty minutes, which put us really close to missing our connecting flight, but I thought we could probably do it. We saw two or three accidents because of the snow on our way to the airport and seven or eight slide offs. At the airport, they told us the flight was delayed but they didn't actually know how long. Well, actually, it turned out to be an hour and forty five minutes late taking off. The flight was supposed to take three hours and ten minutes, but our pilot got us there in two and a halfish. That was nice because many of us were worried about missing connecting flights. It was a fast flight.
We ran to our gate and got on the plane. We made it, but then we sat there for about an hour before they let us take off, what with the de-icing and all. We should have grabbed something to eat, but we decided to wait until they fed us. It was a longer wait than we wanted, but what can you do? Needless to say, I ate everything they gave us. It was like two in London when we took off, but only eight back home, so it was a little hard to sleep. I watched one of the movies before I tried. Oh, and the plane was huge, I've never been on an international flight to Europe, only to Mexico and my Mexico plane was small. Then I tried to sleep. Travel Buddy managed to actually fall asleep, I didn't. I never sleep well when I'm in a moving vehicle.
We had breakfast before I was really ready to be awake. Then off the plane, through customs (where we didn't know what address to put because we are staying with Travel Buddies friend), picked up our luggage and met Essex friend. After waiting possibly an hour. Oh, yeah, with glasses, which is not a strong enough prescription and travel hair. Lovely. So we decided to go coach because of all our luggage. And take the cheaper route, which took a lot longer. So we took the first coach to Victoria station, where they charge 20 pence to use the restroom. That was fun trying to make change first thing over. Then we took the next coach for three hours and slept. Then, apparently there are two stops in Colchester, the main one and the University one. Fortunately, we figured out we needed the second one, with a little help from our bus driver (which is apparently quite rare). And then we had to walk up a hill with our fifty pound luggage after not getting enough sleep. That was fun. But its an adventure!! I hope I feel more adventurous tomorrow.
4 comments:
I so envy you! Reading your post brought back all my memories of flying to England. Yay! Also, I met a really, really nice bus driver in Scotland who didn't charge me or my Travel Buddy for the trip from one town to another. So I have a very high opinion of British bus drivers. Take lots of pictures!
And for this... I'm totally jealous!
Yeah, I need to see some pictures. I don't believe you're really there ;)
Your post reminded me of flying over to Germany, lugging my bags through the airport, without wheels. Never again! I make sure any luggage pieces I buy have wheels. It also reminded me of the numerous times I transferred to different cities lugging my bags and a bike, by myself on the train. Transfers were the worst because I felt so vulnerable without my missionary companion and I had to lug all my bags around. Luckily when I transferred home, my companion and I travelled together most of the way since she was leaving the area too. And by then I knew my way around. It's scary in a foreign country not knowing where to go. Especially if they don't speak your language!
Cherbear,
I'm working on the pictures. I am not looking forward to lugging all my luggage (lugging luggage, wonder if those words are related) to the Chunnel station on the trains. And then on the Chunnel. But it will happen!
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