Back to London:

We caught the Virgin train home- but there was a bit of a mishap. In a hurry, I bought the tickets- we had 4 minutes to catch the train. By the time we took our (6) bags down to the platform the train had arrived. We got to the first carriage and looked at our tickets to see which carriage we needed- but it didn’t say. I asked a lady what carriage I was to go on and she told me I didn’t have tickets, only reservation tickets and that I must have not picked up the tickets at the counter (oops). She said- ‘just get on!’ So we did. The train was packed and there were people in the aisles and no place for us to put our luggage. Seeing as we didn’t actually know our seat number, we couldn’t exactly go through the carriage and take someone else’s seat. So we sat it out at the end of the carriage, next to the toilets. I was lucky enough to have a seat (the seat that is usually for people waiting for the loo) next to a lady who had hopped on the wrong train. Daniel sat the hour and a half trip on his suitcase. Then the man checking tickets came through the carriage. Luckily, he just stamped the back of our reservations and didn’t read the details. The Virgin train is pretty awesome, really fast and is a tilt train. We know for next time to buy our tickets in advance as they are very expensive on the day.