Nerve-wracking travelling

My travels continue with the same streak of fail and mini heart-attacks, cause I'm that awesome :)

Two weeks ago (yes I have a serious problem writing things down as soon as they've happened) I packed my bags yet again. This time to leave the lovely Aberystwyth behind for a year. And I mean the word lovely in every sense. Wonder why? Well I finally realised that a lot of my happiness pretty much depends on the people around me and this summer has just been amazing. The weather's been nicer - I've actually gone swimming in the sea (3times!) and the people. Literally the last shift I worked I was on till telling everyone I kinda recognised that I'm leaving (sad face) and they actually cared (the customers that is) and wished me luck. Awwwwwwww so cute :) And a thank you to Deary, who gave me a place to live when I was homeless :) not that I spent much time there, if you know what I mean ;)

Finally got all the essential packed in a suitcase + hand-luggage and the first trip could begin. I left the large suitcase behid for now since I still have a couple of weeks holiday left that I intended to spend in Germany and Estonia + my flight to Corsica is going from Manchester so it's less hassle and cheaper to leave my big suitcase to the UK for now. I had bought the train ticket last minute and since it was an anytime day one I was nervous about the changes since I briefly looked that I have to change trains in Wolverhampton and Manchester Picadilly. I've never been to the first station before because normally we change at Shrewsbury. At the end I had to change the train 4 times -.- First in Machynlleth, then Shrewsbury and then Wolver and Manch. From Mach I sat in the coach where I could barely hear the announcements and since it was dark I was worried that I might miss my stop at Wolverhampton - like I said never been there so no clue what it should look like or when it is (you can usually realise you're at Shrew before they announce it). But the unexpected change at Shrew eased my journey a bit since now I could hear the names of the stations being called out. Yeah it might not sound like a big deal but I'm really really nervous when travelling alone thinking I'm on the wrong train, missing my stops etc. Luckily all went well and I even got some internet time in one train :)

Now at the airport. Ryanair strictly allows only 1 handbag per passenger. I had three :D Yeap... You think I could relax there and just sleep for a bit or something? Oh no!no!no!no! After some readjusting got rid of my smallest handbag, but then spent at least half an hour in the toilet wondering how I should hide the slightly bigger one. Carryt it on my hand under my coat? What if they ask me to put my coat on? Too risky. Wear it on my back under my coat? Too big of a bump... Craaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabies.... Well I still have a couple of hours to make up my mind :D Are they even allowed to ask me to take my coat off? Well lets hope that they do not see or aren't allowed say something :D. A fun happening at the security gate: I was busy putting all of my stuff in the crates when I moved a bit and I heard someone saying behind me: "Someone's left their bag!" Omg relax will you? It's mine and I haven't gotten the chance to put it in the crate yet ok!!! Gosh! Let me live :D Now made it to the gate and put my bag strategically on my left shoulder because usually they are on the right. Well nope. First he walked and checked the tickets on the left telling everyone to put their handbags away - woman in front and the one behind me had their handbags out, me too?????????? No, I won't to anything just yet. The queue started moving slowly and by the time I got near the gate the third guy had nothing to do anymore so he just looked at people and guess what he was on my left hand side... Awesome so I stood there like a crazy person trying to face him and not the queue, moving sideways :D but no one said anything and I got all my stuff as they were on the plane. Wipiiii :D

I had instruction what to do once I get to Bremen. Go out of the terminal, turn right and go to the tram station. Get the Statdmitte tram to the main train station Easy right? Well not so much if the tram is not operating that day....

Got on the bus, the bus driver said 2 stops and then go on the tram and not to worry everyone else is doing the same. Ok that put my mind at ease a bit. The next thing I know a helpful man told me to get off the bus because this is my stop. Thanks dude, so I ran to the tram which was right there luckily but guess what not everyone got on that, especially the ones I had presumed tourists and would go to the main train station like I wanted to go. As I bought a ticket on the bus I didn’t buy one from the tram... See I make it stressful myself because at any time the ticket officer could´ve come in and fine me. Since I had no one to watch and follow I became more nervous about being in the right tram and going the right way etc. I suddenly realised I should be on the tram going to statdmitte but mine had said universität. Decided to go out and get on the train going the other way then. It’s not like I’ve bought a ticket or something ;) As we were getting closer to the next stop I noticed the same number tram going the other way and guess what it said: airport so I was on the right tram after all! I later told Jane-Ly about that – the girl I was going to visit (HaHa) and who had told me statdmitte and guess what she said to that: It’s the same thing anyway. Khm Khm Khm how the hell was I supposed to know that???? Luckily I didn’t get fined and found the train station.

Everything went smoothly there: bought my tickets to the train going in 9! Minutes, got on that J Double-decker train woop woop! For me it is a big and awesome deal ok! Got my connection sorted but the last stop was worrying me because the previous one had the same name just something added to that so I was like hmmm... I still have 2 minutes left before we should get to my station but trains could be late. So yet again I was beginning to get a bit nervous that maybe I’ve missed my stop. But luckily I’m a calm worrier and indeed my stop was the next one in 2 minutes so got off J

Now had to wait for Jane-Ly who had texted me that she was going to be a bit late. Ok no worries. When she finally arrived she was out of breath and practically shouting oh here you are! Apparently she had parked on the other side of the station and running while screaming my name there LOL LOL LOL :D I’ve been here all along.

It was great seeing her and how she lived and the fancy stable she worked in and the little town with the perfect gardens where she lived. On the last day of my stay there we went to a bigger town nearby and since she wasn’t sure when my train would come to take me back to the airport we went looking for a tourist information centre. It took us nearly 2 hours to find it :D I blame us because well yeah :D But the town was really lovely and full of horse statues. In the tourist information they told us that I can buy the ticket on the train. Since I didn’t know my connection platform we decided to pop to a travel agent and ask there. There they told us that we have to buy a ticket there because otherwise it is going to be like travelling without a ticket. Since the station had no ticket machine I decided to play on the stupid tourist card and say well I got here late and everything else was closed blah blah blah.

Got to the main train station in Bremen and somehow had missed my tram back to the airport for like a minute or so. Why do these things happen to me????? Saw that the next tram had some letter behind the number, oh shit what does that mean now? I was there about quarter past 11 and the last tram that did not have a letter behind the number went 00.35, I wasn’t going to wait that long so I checked out the info and maps in the stop and yes it turned out that the tram that has the letter after it does not go all the way to the airport but terminates like 3 stops before that. Since it was only 3 stops and the timetable said 3 minutes I thought I could walk it. 3 minutes by tram, how long could it be walking then? Not too long my logic said. Checked out the route – I was planning on following the tram route – the safest option in my opinion in the dark.

Wow this is turning out to be a looooong post and I have another exciting one just waiting to be written, so I’ll continue this as soon as possible :D 

Oooh a cliff hanger lol :D

Ttyl ;)

Jazzz...