A Long Goodbye
Trip Start Feb 24, 2009
70Trip End Feb 22, 2010
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Obviously being my organised self I had to make a quick cholera dash to Victoria via several late night chemists ( I'm still convinced you only need cholera for concentration camps so will get my moneys worth by visiting one some time).
Any way... I digress...
Opting for the hassle free option of a single, but long, bus all the way to Heathrow I made the most of having a phone chatting away to Lucy about my nights dream being 'a sign' .....
Yes the bus driver seemingly couldn't see a stack of paving slabs and rammed straight into them. The bus doors went into automatic lock down, the driver couldn't understand English and the Drama queen of a passenger called the police who wouldn't help if we didn't require medical assistance.
Bursting into tears an ambulance was called for shock and a blanket wrapped over my shoulders - (I had a huge rucksack and even I wasn't carrying a blanket).
Despite the 'small print' flash backs, of my travel insurances I was determined to beat the ambulance and get that plane.
My train then canceled worried me again but the ever trusty London Paper star sign, set me straight and with a little help from some friends bubbles in hand and tears in eyes I took to the sky.
In the safety of Virgin, too excited to sleep, too worried to stay awake, I drank all and anything available, often in double quantities, laughed loudly at "My best friends girl" (highly recommended) and passed out for 10mins before landing in 'Incredible India' with a huge smile on my face and a new 'After India Plan' in mind!