Since becoming thirty, I 've learnt you sometimes you have to go feck it and just make impromptu decisions or trips without regard to the cost. I'm now accepted I'm endured in servitude to my credit card, I can justify it at times.
On a whim I spontaneously booked a trip to Glasgow after seeing Black Friday seeing on Facebook she was organising a meet up at Kelvin Grove Park. It also meant I could meet up with my friend Sam who lives on the Scottish West Coast.
My work has been getting intense, and I've been feeling frustrated because of it, again. I really needed some headspace in the form of the night by myself it seemed like the perfect remedy. Before I knew it, first-class train tickets, as I decided to treat myself and travel in style it and didn't work out hugely more expensive. Gotta love the confusion of the British Rail pricing.
After finishing a nightshift and two and a half hours sleep, I put my eyeliner, grabbed my backpack and headed for the train station early; I also wanted to sample the complimentary delights of Newcastle first-class lounge. It was very comofortable, it lacks the Scottish grandeur of Edinborough first-class room,
free stuff, I mean complimentary beverages and nibbles.
I got my train found my seat gigantic thrown, and small table area to myself, very comfortable. I have dinner with lemonade gin, very scrumptious.
There were stunning view from of the North Coast
Berwick Upon Tweed.
I got the train up Edinburgh and changed to Glasgow