I was due to go to London to visit some friends at the end of last week. On Thursday morning at 4am I got a text message saying my flight was cancelled because of volcanic ash. I thought it was a joke so got up to check email.
The husband and I had lots of discussions about should I get a train and go anyway, thinking the ash would just be the on day, so that is what I did. Me, and lots of other people had the same idea, I managed to get a seat but some did not. The lady in the seat behind talked to anyone who sat next to her and on her phone the whole way. She was very upset and stressed as she was trying to get to India and was prone to outbreaks of tears. The first few times I felt sorry for her but it got a bit much after that. She really could talk but she was a bit loud and all I wanted to do was get a bit of sleep.
I arrived in London and was met by a friend, the afternoon was spent going walking and then out for dinner and a trip to the theatre. When we got home I was alarmed to hear that the flights were still not running. I was now starting to worry about getting back home and this was not eased by the husband saying that the trains were getting full. By the next morning my worry was turning to mild panic, I really regretted coming and was not enjoying my trip. In the end I booked a train home. I was able to relax after this, at last I had a way of getting back. I was able to get a booked seat and it was cheaper than on the way down. Once I get my flight refund it would have not cost that much extra.
That day was spent going off to visit other friends. The evening was going to be a girls evening out with a friend that I have not spent time with for years. I really enjoyed it and felt it is good to have friends that time apart does not seem to changed things with. I had a fab time.
Yesterday I was up early for a trip to London to get back on the train, I arrived at Kings Cross early so went for a wander round the Eurostar station. It was very nice, very French and very busy.
My train was on time and got to my seat. A very posh lady, but a heavy smoker was sitting next to me. She apologised if she got a bit twitchy after a while but she was not good without her fags. She did get up and pace quite a bit towards the end of the journey but that did not bother me. There was also a chap with a cat, he was taking it home as his daughter was going abroad for a year. The cat slept most of the journey and was very good.
I got home with no problems at all, and was glad to be back. I guess in hindsight I should not have bothered to go but we did not know it would go on for days. Also I enjoyed the train ride and would be much more willing to maybe try that again in the future.