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It's going to be a bit scattered. There's so much. Bits of it keep cropping up here and there. And for some reason it's all set to Flanders & Swan's "The Sloth" (a bradypus or sloth am I...) which had the perfect cycling cadence. And I'm tired, so rambling is likely.
It started with the epic train journey to Edinburgh. Which I only just caught by the skin of my teeth. Don't get me wrong, I was on the platform 40 minutes before the train was due, but because EVERYONE decided to get out of the door to the compartment where the cycles hang I couldn't GET ON. The guard had already whistled 4 times before I managed to throw everything, bike, bags and me, up into the vestibule.
Auspicious start then! *grin*
( It got better, promise )
End of Day One.
It started with the epic train journey to Edinburgh. Which I only just caught by the skin of my teeth. Don't get me wrong, I was on the platform 40 minutes before the train was due, but because EVERYONE decided to get out of the door to the compartment where the cycles hang I couldn't GET ON. The guard had already whistled 4 times before I managed to throw everything, bike, bags and me, up into the vestibule.
Auspicious start then! *grin*
( It got better, promise )
End of Day One.