Note: I have been severed from the Internet for three days, but chose to post this as is. I wrote it on the train to London on Saturday, August 6, 2011.
So today began my journey to London. I am finally starting to figure out this whole mass transit thing, and happily made my train with plenty of time to spare (although I overslept a bit, which means I never got to try blood sausage, apparently for which Huddersfield is well known). I got off the exit at Wakefield West to board the connecting train to King’s Cross Station in London. The train arrived, and I realized that my seat was Continue reading