My Love-Hate Relationship With The Travel Gods Continues

by thelostboy
June 23, 2010 9:52 AM
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My good luck/bad luck 20-hour trek to Edinburgh in a nutshell...

The travel gods giveth: With no word of volcanic ash threatening my flight and sunny skies in Toronto, things seem set for a problem free trek across the pond!

The travel gods taketh away: My somewhat loopy cab driver rear ends someone on the way to the airport. No one's injured, but I have to wait to give a statement to the cops, and a second cab eventually takes me to the airport just in time to miss my flight.

The travel gods giveth: My airline - a tiny boutique airline called "Canadian Affair" that I'd never heard of a month ago - has another flight to Europe leaving a few hours later.

The travel gods taketh away: Except its to Frankfurt, and it's full, and if I get on it, I'm on my own to find a way to Edinburgh.

The travel gods giveth: I get on standby, and make the flight. I even get a window seat, next to a lovely lesbian couple who see I'm researching Canadian LGBTT history while on the flight and decide to share their sweet story of how they met.

The travel gods taketh away: "On tonight's flight, we'll be showing 'Valentine's Day," followed by 'Invictus,' followed by 'The Spy Next Door.'"

The travel gods taketh away again: Arrive in Frankfurt... there are no flights to Edinburgh from Frankfurt that are direct and/or cost under $500.

The travel gods giveth: There is however, a cheap flight to Manchester, which is not too, too far from Edinburgh.

The travel gods taketh away: Woman sitting next to me on flight to Manchester smells of rotten milk, is drunk, and keeps calling me "Charlie."

The travel gods giveth: There's a train from Manchester Airport directly to Edinburgh that only costs $50! And a sweet woman at the information desk at Manchester Airport arranges it all for me.

The travel gods giveth again: A very hot dude that smells nothing like rotten milk sits beside me on the train. We share a copy of The Guardian and I successfully find my way through a conversation about the World Cup.

The travel gods taketh away: Train has mechanical issues, stops on track for nearly an hour (and hot dude had gotten off at the previous stop).

The travel gods giveth: I make it to Edinburgh, 14 hours after originally planned, but with my luggage in tow despite various opportunities for it to get lost. A pint at a pub later, I pass out at my hotel.

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1 Comment

  • aeolusxiv | June 26, 2010 5:26 AMReply

    My love/hate relationship with this.

    The bursting part: "Valentine's Day" & "The Spy Next Door" combination

    The bursting part again: The smell of rotten milk and the lady of over-consumed alcohol

    The sad part: Hot dude left before your train's down without leaving you his number

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