So I ended yesterdays blog telling you about my possible mini adventure to the Isle of Lewis …..the lovely Philly Hare has taken up residence there for 3 months and invited me to stay…..well I’ve always wanted to go to the Scottish Isles, so I couldn’t miss an opportunity like this…..
It meant a later than normal arrival in Edinburgh but I’d booked a hotel where I stayed at last time I went there near the centre so hopefully the people of Edinburgh will be smiley and help me find my way…….
I had a change in Doncaster and then an hours wait 🙄….must have missed that point when I was booking it, so I went for a trundle round the indoor shops, warmer in there than the cold platform, finding a lovely message on a pillar as I entered …
I knew if I got lost that someone would point me back in the right direction. I rely so much on the kindness of strangers, but only ever ask a smiley face….My train wasn’t until 17.10 and once I got back to the station, it was dark so no lovely piccies of the views of the Northumbrian coast….hopefully I’ll get them on the way back…
Instead, all I could see as we trundled along were street lights, car lights and inside the hopefully snug houses of all we passed….I often pass the time wandering about the stories behind the houses; are they happy, are they sad, is life treating them well or is there trauma involved. No one knows…..
I’d been exhausted after finishing the Induction talk in the afternoon so this didn’t bode well for the 5 hour journey. It’s also difficult trundling in the dark as strange shadows appear at the window, making it difficult to differentiate from what’s inside and what’s outside. The cities are lovely as everything is lit up and sparkly showing the evening activity, but the rest is a tad difficult. So I spend my time playing solitaire, typing and averting my eyes away from the window….
As we neared Edinburgh I began looking at my paperwork, getting my instructions out and shock horror , realised I was booked into a different hotel than I had in mind😳🙈 I quickly began to check and recheck, but no, I would have headed to a different hotel if I hadn’t checked 🤦♀️…..I began finding another map and trying to work out the way…..goodness knows what had put the other one in my head….good job I always go through things as we near the destination…..but it just scrambled my brain especially at that time in an evening…🙄
It was gone 8.15 pm when we pulled into Edinburgh. My sunflower lanyard had got me the help I needed as a guard came to help me off and point me in the right direction. They’d kept coming by and asking if I was ok, so it was well worth wearing it..
I found my new hotel quite easily following instructions with Google Maps…it was wet and windy with very few people venturing out onto the streets. I walked in, gave my name, only to be met with…..”
”are you sure it’s this one….?”🙈
well no, I wasn’t but “This is the central one isn’t it?
“Mmmm but there’s 2 central ones”………🤐🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯🤯
Turns out I was in the one I thought originally all along…🙈🤯
My poor brain just wanted to explode but I put that off for the moment as I ventured back outside into the cold, wind and raina and trundled the short 5 minute walk to the ‘other’ Central….I was quite pleased really as the staff there were much smilier than the Mr Grumpy I’d just left..she booked me a taxi to the airport for the following morning and I collapsed into my room, not even having a cuppa tea before snuggling down…
I sooo hope the plane isn’t cancelled tomorrow after all this! As the noise of the wind played hide and seek in the vents of the hotel and howled around the nighttime streets outside my window, it prevented the sleep I so desperately needed to sink into my body…..
you may be saying ….why would I put myself though all this stress? Well adventures don’t come easy, and after all, what’s the alternative? No adventures? Sat at home alone with dementia? I don’t think so…I don’t much care for his company…
Find out tomorrow if I got to fly…….