Oh well the short journey to Victoria's coach station turn out to be an almost 2 hours of still traffic and change of transports.
We tried the cab company round the corner, nothing available, black cabs an uthopy. We jumped on the bus after overpurchasing the amount of tickets, after being stock for 9 red traffic light in the same spot, we jumped off, got in a cab to try to go through side roads. 3.10 and we were still in Leicester Square, leave taxi, get on tube where I managed to drop loo roll ( just in case!) in front of the ticket offiice.
Bus departure time 3.30
Time 3.26 ( out of Victoria tube)
estimated walk to the coach station 7 min
To cut a long story short and trying to hide the fact that the station looked surprisingly empty, we manage to get on the 4 o'clock bus.
As soon as we heard the story of our fellow travellers we laughed.
They flew from the States 2 days earlier, airline lost their luggage and all the stuff for Glasto with no address to deliver the luggage to ( can you imagine? Glasto- tent 120340 on the right) they had to get emergency medication and now just with a newly purchased bag ( empty) a mobile phone and a credit card they hopped on the bus - no wellies, no tent, no clothes and yet no ticket
Heidi decided that it was appropriate to patch her trousers on the bus wearing a tiara.
As if we were all going to this relaxing spa for the next couple of days.
Arrival- It was soon clear that we needed wellies.. and off we go.
I knew roughly the area of the tent, so waited till we were there to call Albeo.
A = Do you see a tower, that looks like an indian tower?
B = No.. Do the other see it too?
For you to judge, it looks more like an octopus or a jelly fish(y).
2 comments:
from where I stood, it looked like an Indian tower. uff...
I think I see Kate Moss and Pete Doherty.
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