by MyLeftEar
“There are no grades of vanity, there are only grades of ability in concealing it”
Mark Twain
Trying out this project thing. See if I can last beyond 24 hours. I sincerely doubt I'll make it through the year.
I'm not always overly fond of my face. So, sorry.
Helen says:
We queued for three hours to get on a bus to take us to the train station. We couldn't put our bags down most of that time, as the ground was far, far too muddy. Then we had to queue for a train at the station. Then there were no announcements to say where the train was going and where people needed to change. Well organised. People were asking station staff for advice on how to get places, they couldn't tell anyone anything. "You'll be fine on this train".
People in cars weren't really better off though!
Joe says:
I know it was bad because my friend rach took about 14 hours to get home.
Helen says:
And then we couldn't get to Leeds because of the floods and had to be rescued from Manchester.
Nearly had to bed down in Birmingham.
Helen says:
I don't remember it being so bad last time. It can't have been. We even had reserved seats that time.
MaggieD says:
No, can't say that bit sounded like fun at all :( ..... just hope the rest of the weekend made up for it ....
nige says:
3:30am? for someone who said they wouldn't last 24 hours, you are committed to the "dailyme". i'm impressed.
i've never been to glasto either, but strangely enough the muddy moblog photos sold it to me, and i'm there next year. already got my guys looking for a winnebago. to hell with the tents!
nige says:
winnebagos are the big camper van-type-things with their own showers, beds, toilets & kitchens. ahhhh, imagine the joy in that. they are also shiny.
Dhamaka says:
good to see you home and blogging, hope you've recovered from the trip home
swamprose says:
yeah, hard going. but you made it.
I so loved the magic and the mud.
