My issues with England are well-documented and explicitly known by those around me, but they have changed a lot since I left. For one thing, my mum and her boyfriend have broken up and gotten back together, and we no longer speak. I did try to extend an olive branch, but it was met with no response, so I'm guessing we won't be catching up over coffee in my mum's kitchen anytime soon. To get around this, my mum, brother, and I are all meeting in Cambridge and spending the day together. My dad was going to meet us too, but, as I said before, my parents haven't been together for more than 20 minutes since 2018, and that's more than recently enough.
Also my brother pointed out that he knows so little about my dad that he doesn't know if he has hair, and if you don't even know that about a person then you probably aren't going to have anything to say over dinner.
I'm also not looking forward to it because I don't feel very well. I ordered pizza last night and it gave me a very sore tummy so I didn't get a lot of sleep. Especially when combined with the agressive snoring of the people in my hostel room.
I did my good deed though and set an alarm to make sure the person in my room got up in time to catch her flight home. Katie did the same to me when I travelled from Toronto to Montreal so I wanted to repay the favour. I'm a big believer in good karma.
There are some things I'm looking forward to. It's going to be very nice to sleep in a double bed in a room by myself, which I haven't done since Jason left Vegas early to get his early morning flight. It will also be nice to use a towel that can actually dry me. Snacks and seeing my family will be good too. I'm only there for a few days and I know that once I get to Fenchurch Street station I'll be fine, I'm just really reluctant to go.
Fenchurch Street station has the direct route to Basildon. Once I get on I don't have to do anything other than get off at the other end.
I'm planning on getting to the airport for about 5:30 and just hanging around until my flight leaves at 10. Untiln then I'm going to spend my day reading, writing and hunting for something to eat that doesn't hurt my sore tummy. I might go to Notre Damn as well seeing as I'm finally out of yesterday's sensory overload. I'm only going to be in England for a few days, but they're going to be a very difficult few days.
Stay safe on the road
J
