Well if that journey wasn't hell then I don't know what is. Sydney to Heathrow with a stop at Dubai, then trains from Heathrow to London. Across London by tube. Up to Birmingham by train again. We've clocked up 24 hours on flights and 3 and a bit on trains now, for those who are counting. Wait at Birmingham for the world's slowest train which took
three hours (of which two were along a one-track railway line) to get me to Aberystwyth.
I just slept about sixteen hours and I still feel like crap on a stick.
MamguMy grandmother wants to drive to a town that has a better amount of shops, too, so that'll involve a good hour and a bit at least of traveling this afternoon to get there and then the same back.
I would invite you all to drop by for tea but living in the arse-end of nowhere really has its drawbacks. It is nice to be hear familiar accents, though.
I don't know if I'll be around so much on this network during the holidays as I have people to catch up with, a sanctuary to help out at (the monkeys are all well, luckily we escaped the latest round of flooding) and apparently my mother is actually going to turn up for Christmas here.
Stay safe, everyone, and I'll catch up with you when I can!