Well, that was an interesting journey!
My clingfilm is tucked neatly into my trekking pole holder on Nellie my rucksack as I watch the bus pull into the station. I put Nellie in the hold and climb on board. I’m not a good traveller when it comes to coaches and busses and I know I will need to think of something to distract myself otherwise I will be sick. I keep checking my phone to see if Laura had messaged me back but to no avail. I had this awful feeling that I had let everyone down. I imagined them sitting at the bar waiting for me and talking amongst themselves saying how unreliable I was. I had no other way of communicating with them that I had no choice but to leave Logrono as there were no busses the following day (Sunday) and my only chance of catching my flight was to leave tonight.Continue Reading