May 19, 23
Half hour
getting stuff down three flights.
Train station staff helped us board train.
Practically
tucked us in.
I
imagined a peaceful train ride
through
the beauty
of
English and Welsh countryside.
Reality:
Overcrowded.
Multiple
switches, no layover time.
Wore a
mask, barely breathing.
One
section by bus not train.
Family
with six or seven noisy kids.
Would we
ever see Wales?
Porthmadog,
found the grocery store.
Called a
taxi. At last!
Our
beautiful, blue cottage by the bay.
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