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In York. Another day, another train, my 5th in three days (plus two planes and a bus).
Waiting for the breakfast room to open, then finish packing and catch the bus to the railway station. Transpennine Express, the service that disappeared into the black hole on my arrival in the UK to Manchester, to the airport, where I will be overnighting in the Crowne before flying to Stockholm tomorrow morning.
I had initially thought about going straight from York to the airport, but it would have meant leaving at stupid o'clock in the morning and given the, to be kind, occasional unreliability of English trains, I didn't want to take the risk as the connections would have been too tight.
Waiting for the breakfast room to open, then finish packing and catch the bus to the railway station. Transpennine Express, the service that disappeared into the black hole on my arrival in the UK to Manchester, to the airport, where I will be overnighting in the Crowne before flying to Stockholm tomorrow morning.
I had initially thought about going straight from York to the airport, but it would have meant leaving at stupid o'clock in the morning and given the, to be kind, occasional unreliability of English trains, I didn't want to take the risk as the connections would have been too tight.
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