On the road again

It feels weird going somewhere without Mr. Special now, because that means that I am wholly in charge of getting myself there and that is a scary prospect after nearly a year of letting him do all the planning and worrying about finding the way. It hit me a day before my journey - oh wait! how am I going to get from the ferry station to the bus stop, then to the train station and to my hotel. All on me!!!! And no one to shout at when anything goes wrong. The last time I was in Livorno going to Pisa I completely relied on Mr. Special, obviously I kinda knew where I had to go but not fully, so studied the map and thought I'll be fine -  spoiler alert - I usually am when it comes to navigating :)

Btw another weird thing about this trip - my suitcase - hand luggage - is only half full, because I didn't have anything do bring with me...  that's a first, usually it's full of clothes and random crap that I don't even touch during my trip... but this time I'm only going for a short while - 3 days I think to warm sunny Spain, so and outfit for every day - meaning jeans, shorts, skirt and 3 shirts is more than enough... I didn't take into consideration that in the real world it sometimes rains too but since I don't actually own a raincoat it doesn't matter anyway a jacket and a scarf over my head will suffice.

The first part of my journey went well until it started pouring down :( I was sitting on a bench in Bastias main square writing a letter to my grandma (a letter that should've been written a month ago!!!!) when it started raining a little. I was sat under a tree so continued writing as if nothing had happened, I still had more than an hour before my ferry. When the letter was written it started raining harder and I was forced to move to find a postbox to post my letter and then quickly to the port. I managed to have an awkward encounter with a girl I know from Corte but I only saw her briefly and so pretended that I hadn't seen her and walked on :D

When I entered the port building I was soaked through and everyone there looked at me - well excuse me for walking here in the rain ok? A huge group of either swedish or norwegian tourists made up the majority of people there and when it was time to go to the ferry I soon realised that they all had one ticket and there was no point in me trying to go between them so I waited patiently when everyone with just a passport in their hands went past me and then noticed another queue was formed behind me - people who weren't in the group, I don't know just felt I needed to share this :D

On the ferry my usual behaviour is to find a seat next to the window and stay there until it's time to embark 4 hours later. I wanted to get some crepes but seeing that the people waited forever for them decided against it and promised that on my return I'll get some. Time to go and oh look it isn't the same place where the ferry dropped us off the last time but a different side  to the long long long long port so I was very confused and all my preparations on how to find the bus stop flew out the window... On top of it all when  disembarking I found myself in  the middle of that huge tourist group that was heading to their own bus... great where is the exit to all the other foot passengers? Went and asked the attendant who showed the cars where to go Exit?Exit? He told me to go right so I did, the next minute he was running after me asking if I'm on foot. Well duh, obviously... turns out the exit for foot passengers is on the other side. So made my way to town not knowing where the hell i was... but luckily for me everything ended up well, I was much closer to the bus stop as I initially had thought and all I had to do was walk straight and voila familiar square :)

The bus came as soon as I got there. The big writing in english on the bus said that the ticket is 1.70, I had my money ready but for some reason I didn't ask the driver the ticket :D A minute later an english couple wanted to buy tickets and the driver just said no no no... :D  soooooo no tickets :D yay a free ride :) I could've gotten a free train to Pisa too because no one checked the ticket on the train, but I didn't want to take that chance.

Thats it for part one of my journey from Corsica to Jerez de La Frontera, if anything interesting happens on the second day I'll be sure to write it down :)

Ttyl ;)
Jazzz...