Coming Home

[laura_seabrook]

There were some minor difficulties getting back to Barnsley after the adventure in St. Clair. Thousands or pilgrims are in Sydney for the World Youth Day (which mysteriously takes a week to happen) and it affected public transport.

The train back to Newcastle stood at Strathfield for half an hour while several trains used its rail line going the other way (and other trains curiously stood just off from the station). As it was so late, the express for once didn't stop at Cardiff, and I was forced to alight at Fassifern and wait for the next regular train.

As I was on the platform there seemed to be a party of pilgrim there (a number had very prominent crucifixes). There was a whole slew of announcements about "staying behind the yellow line" and so forth. The last one said "passengers wishing to travel to Cardiff should travel in the rear four cars". This is sound advice on an eight car train and I automatically moved to the centre of the station. So did the pilgrims. hen the next train came, it was a two carriage "rattler" from Morisset. The pilgrims were surprised at how small it was, and it just seemed to funny to me.

It was another hour before I got home, and Pegasus was all over me with licks and jumps. I slept well last night (with the weirdest dreams). It just so nice to sleep in your own bed!