Sigh…
Is there something wrong with me? I mean seriously… no one picked me up. Perhaps I’m too intimidating? Perhaps I am just too impatient. Or perhaps, and this is a stretch, I just really like mass transit systems so much, I am secretly sabotaging my hitchings.
Anyway, embarked early this morning to hitch again. Took a city bus to a “perfect” spot, and tried for almost 2 1/2 hours with no luck. Finally I just said – screw it! and went into Manchester and bought a bus ticket for tomorrow at noon. It works out well because it gets me into Glasgow at like 6:05 p.m. – and I spoke to Barbara (my gracious host in Glasgow) and she can come collect me from the bus depot.
Ok, time to go get pished on Strongbow cider as I’m back at Dani’s and their one flatmate is leaving for Korea sometime soon, so it’s sort of a good bye. I’ve got a couple new photos of the awesome friends I’ve made here that I’ll have to add to this when I get a chance.
Peace.
