So I totally jinxed myself by doing a rough calculation of the KM I would travel this week and posting it on Facebook. The price I paid was the volcano spitting more ash combined with an unfavorable wind direction that made air travel look dodgy for today.
Late last night the decision was made to get the only other means possible – ferry to Holyhead and train/bus/automobile from there. I’m currently about 40mins outside of London zipping along on a Virgin train. It looks like I’ll make FOWD tomorrow. This makes me very happy.
Of course with every cloud (pun optional) there’s a silver lining. Darragh & the Smirnoff Be There folk got into Heathrow earlier today and can’t leave till tomorrow so I’ve now got company for dinner tonight. I’ve also got to experience a whole bunch of new things including travelling a trail that my grandmother still recalls vividly of the day she travelled from Clare to London at the age of 16 to go and start a job.
Finally, it also gives me the opportunity to say that I (hopefully) by the end of the week will have travelled by the following means:
- Shank’s mare
It’s good to be alive