On the move again.
I had some things I needed to get done in Aylesbury, such as Dental Stuff ( all fine, and they’re happy that nothing bad happened while I was travelling ) & renewing my UK Passport ( needed to do so a bit early because some places want you to have 6 months of validity after you leave; got the new one astonishingly quickly, though I did need to make a colour copy of every page of my NZ passport, because there’s no way I was sending them the original ). Those got done, but I found that I was a bit stuck at A+K’s place, so there were a few days where I was trying to figure out what the next thing to do here was, only to eventually realise that there wasn’t anything.
Being back in Aylesbury, and in particular being in the same area I used to live & walk around, did bring back some memories; Some good, but some the memories of walking along those paths or roads while trying to understand the situation at work or to figure out what I was going to do. Kind of pulled me back into that mindset, which… Wasn’t great?
In hindsight, rereading journal/social media entries from that time period, about the six months of awful that ended my time there … probably a bad move.
Anyway, I decided that I needed to move on, and never having been to Glasgow, it seemed like a sensible place to head to for the weekend before going further North.
The train left from Euston. Not one of my favourite stations, to be honest, but there were no problems getting to it from Aylesbury, and boarding happened on time. Don’t think anyone looked at my ticket for the whole trip.
I had a seat reservation, with a window seat that was noted to have ‘reduced visibility’; That’s not really how I personally would describe a seat with no window, but maybe I’m just being difficult?
But I got to Glasgow without incident, and found my hotel with a pretty simple straight-line walk from the station.
People on the train did do the thing where they got their stuff together and then stood gormlessly in the aisle while the train was still moving into the station, but I suppose it makes more sense than the aircraft version, because at least when the train stops the doors will open almost immediately.
It’s probably a bad thing that my initial impression of Glasgow is “like Edinburgh but flat”, but … That’s what happened.
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Enjoy Glasgow. Did you manage to do The Buchanan St Subway Challenge?
On my best day ever, with an e-bike, I don’t think I could do that challenge.
Though I do wonder what the timeframe for catching the NEXT one would be.
Or how long you’d have to take to get on the same carriage when it comes around again.