Sunday, 25 June 2023

Transport

 Sunday 28th May

 









This was the day my dad was worried about. Listening to him speak he had built a lot of time into ‘the plan’ however, things had to happen at certain times. First of all, my mum and I were getting in a taxi at 8am and heading to the train station. We would be taking a train to a place called Luton. My dad would then be driving my grandma, grandad and uncle to Luton too. I couldn’t understand why we couldn’t go together however, I had heard it had something to do with my car seat.

 

The first – and only thankfully – thing to go wrong was the taxi. Dad phoned up to see if it was still booked and on its way however, once on the phone he heard that they didn’t have a car seat for me! In fact, the person on the phone said that ‘we would have to provide one and take it with us!’. Now I am not an adult, but even I thought this was silly.

 

There was no choice dad had to take mum and I and we had to go quickly. You see, unbeknown to me, though mum and I had loads of time to get our train to Luton, dad had to get the car rental back to Luton at 10am. I was going to miss this car. It was a lot higher off the ground than our normal car meaning that I could see a lot more. In a flash mum was ready and we were all in the car. As dad drove off to the train station I double-checked that all my toys were packed.

 

Once at the station the rush for us ended. Dad left to go home and take my Japanese family to Luton. Mum and I had a look around the station before boarding our train. Sadly, mum boarded the wrong coach however, someone on board helped us find our seat. A part from that, the train journey was quite uneventful.

 

Once I stepped off the train in Luton, I had wondered why on Earth we had come here. Both mum and dad didn’t like Luton either however, apparently the train tickets to London were cheap from here. Mum and I left the train station and went to a local McDonalds where we met grandad, grandma, uncle and a mountain of luggage. They weren’t impressed with Luton either. Apparently, dad had left a little while ago to take the car back.

 

It took dad quite while to get to McDonalds. He explained that, even though the car rental place was not that far, getting back by public transport was a nightmare. We were not late for our train; dad had made it back with enough time for him to sit down for ten minutes or so before we headed to the train station.

 

The train was full … really full. Apparently, my poor uncle didn’t enjoy it at all however, he did get to sit on his suitcase. I say apparently as I had fallen asleep. Fortunately, the journey was only 20 minutes before we arrived in St Pancras. Due to a cycling event today, London’s Road network was practically shut. We therefore had to take the underground which wasn’t too bad and, thankfully, our hotel was very close to Monument underground station.

 

My mum and dad had booked a Premier Inn; our first and only hotel. Though we couldn’t go to our room straight away, they did have a lovely ice cold ‘water and lime’ drink for free. We sat in the foyer and waited 30 minutes or so before we were allowed into our rooms.

 

Our room was lovely and I had my own proper bed! I was looking forward to the next two nights. Just then, my dad said goodbye and left without us. Apparently, he was going to meet an old work friend for the first time. My grandad and uncle were tired and wanted to stay in the hotel therefore, I feared that it’ll be a boring evening. Luckily grandma wanted to go out and have a look around. Mum, grandma and I went to the riverfront however, not before booking a table in the hotel’s restaurant for 8pm.

 

We had a lovely walk around. We saw the Tower of London, London bridge and many other bits and bobs. We got back to the hotel just in time for dinner. We had a lovely oval table and we sat down to enjoy our meal. Dad returned just in time for dessert, which mum and him shared. He said that he had had a great time with his mate.

 

So tomorrow we are planning on spending most of the day on a tour bus … I love buses! 

Toodle Pip!

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