I have random moments where I suddenly get the urge to go somewhere I’ve never been before. These days, especially, because I’m saving up money for my “big” holidays later in the year, I feel like all I’ve been doing is work, work and more work. I feel like I never even get out of Central London.
So I spontaneously decided that I want to spend Easter in Scotland. There are two things wrong with that sentence: spontaneous and Easter. I looked up plane and train fares and they cost more than what I want to spend considering that I’d still be within the United Kingdom. I think return flights would have cost me around 160£. Come on. I can fly to Spain with that kind of money.
So I had this bright idea that we can take the coach to head over to Edinburgh and then take a flight to come back to London. Megabus fares going to Edinburgh were only around 40£, which is pretty sweet for a last minute trip on Easter weekend. That’s the upshot. However, it takes TEN HOURS to get from London Victoria to Edinburgh.
Ten hours on a bus.
It sounds like a nightmare. Ordinarily, I would balk at spending more than 5 hours on a bus. I’ve done it before and I promised myself I never would again.
But I underestimated just how much I wanted to get out of London. So I booked it (and convinced two other people to book it with me). We chose to go on a sleeper one, leaving at 10:30 from London Thursday Evening and arriving in Edinburgh at 7am the next day. I rushed from work (the list overran, of course) to the station to catch my coach ride, got into my seat and settled in for the long haul.
It was a very loooonnnng bus ride.
Some of the thoughts that were running through my head:
Please God don’t make me want to do number two at any point during this bus ride.
Hey wait, is there even a toilet on this bus? Oh my God, I don’t think there is one.
Okay, how do I recline these seats? My colleague promised me these seats were better than National Express because they recline.
Oh hey, I did it! This seat reclines!
Damn you, woman whose seat is at the back of mine. I have every right to recline my seat if I want to! Its why that feature is there, so that people can get comfy. Have you never been on a plane? Its the same concept. Unless they’re serving us meals, I can bloody well do whatever I want with my seat!
Should I recline this seat just to spite her? I’m kind of in the mood for an argument.
Ugh, its not worth it. Its roomy enough and comfy enough that you’re able to sleep anyway.
Wow, my Spotify playlist really is very good.
I’ve got soul but I’m not a soldier. Woohooo, Killers.
I am so bored. I wish I’d taken on more bank shifts or planned this trip earlier so that we could have gotten better fares for the plane or the train.
What time is it in Australia?
No, you will not randomly message someone because you’re bored. That is never a good idea.
Okay let’s start counting some sheep so you can zzzzzzz.
13:00 (I think)
Oh hey, stopover. Should I quickly run to the loo?
Nah, I’ll make it. I don’t need to go to the loo.
But what if I do need to go to the loo and we’re still hours away from Edinburgh. Better to go now than suffer later.
Alright, I’ll go to the loo.
Let’s get this bus back on the road. Hmm, maybe I should start writing a new post for the blog.
Bloody hell, there’s no charging station on this bus. THERE’S NO CHARGING STATION ON THIS BUS and I’m only on 40% with 4 more hours to go on this trip.
Oh man, the Scottish countryside is so beautiful. I can’t remember the last time I saw this much greenery.
Oh we’re here? YES! I survived a TEN HOUR COACH RIDE.