I was up at about 8am and had my shower and breakfast. I packed up most of my gear and got the bus back into the city, noticing the pub near Mike's place called the Skiving Scholar.
Once there, I went straight to HMV and picked up Importance of Being Ernest for £18 (rather expensive, I thought). I didn't bother about going to the Body Shop, but I did a quick search at the internet cafe for Cambridge B&Bs. Then I bought band aids, chips, and proper muesli bars at Tesco's, spoke to Lloyds about my cheque book, and picked up a twister from KFC.
I got the bus back to Lower Compton Road, having eaten my lunch, and finished packing up. I left the DVD and wrote a card to Anne, and took a photo of Barney the sweet cat. I walked out the door at 12 pm and stuck the key back through the mail slot. I took a photo of the house and walked up Mannamead Rd with my bag. I got the bus with no problems and walked around from Royal Parade to the bus station. I got there at about 12.35 but there was already a big line-up for the bus to Bristol.
I got a seat three back from the front on the left (with the driver's gear on the front seat) and managed to look over the head of the guy at the front. The trip was nice with lots of steep grassy fields, and we came into Bristol under the suspension bridge and along the river which was nice. Bristol looked quite nice on the way through. There are some parts I hadn't got to on foot.
I found the right stand for the Cardiff bus at the bus station and called Cambridge to book a B&B. I ended up with Oakley Lodge and a double with breakfast for £38. I got the seat behind the driver and the trip to Cardiff was quite nice, particularly the Severn Bridge. We arrived in Cardiff at about 5.25 and I looked at a map at the bus station and discovered that it was a short walk from where I was. I walked up the bus station street and turned right up along the millennium walk to Coldstream Terrace and found the Austin Guesthouse. I moved my things in and watched a bit of TV.
At 7pm I left to find the Welsh College of Music to meet Mel at 7.30. I went past the castle and found the right place and Mel. We said hi to Jordan, who has lost even more weight. Mel and I walked to her house, spoke to James on the phone, and walked to a very good Indian restaurant for dinner. Yum. Mel took th e leftovers for lunch the next day. From there we walked to Jordan's house and met up with Tom, who was frantically looking for two mobile phones and his camera. We watched a bit of Oceans Eleven, and Mel and I headed off. She walked me to another street and pointed me on and went home herself. It was near 11pm by now and I thought I was lost once, when it looked unfamiliar, but I sought directions and headed on my way back to the guesthouse. Jordan had near insisted on walking me back, which worried me a bit, but I had no problems.
I made the mistake of turning the TV on and started watching a good Val Kilmer film that I couldn't switch off. Consequently, I got to bed around 2am.
Once there, I went straight to HMV and picked up Importance of Being Ernest for £18 (rather expensive, I thought). I didn't bother about going to the Body Shop, but I did a quick search at the internet cafe for Cambridge B&Bs. Then I bought band aids, chips, and proper muesli bars at Tesco's, spoke to Lloyds about my cheque book, and picked up a twister from KFC.
I got the bus back to Lower Compton Road, having eaten my lunch, and finished packing up. I left the DVD and wrote a card to Anne, and took a photo of Barney the sweet cat. I walked out the door at 12 pm and stuck the key back through the mail slot. I took a photo of the house and walked up Mannamead Rd with my bag. I got the bus with no problems and walked around from Royal Parade to the bus station. I got there at about 12.35 but there was already a big line-up for the bus to Bristol.
I got a seat three back from the front on the left (with the driver's gear on the front seat) and managed to look over the head of the guy at the front. The trip was nice with lots of steep grassy fields, and we came into Bristol under the suspension bridge and along the river which was nice. Bristol looked quite nice on the way through. There are some parts I hadn't got to on foot.
I found the right stand for the Cardiff bus at the bus station and called Cambridge to book a B&B. I ended up with Oakley Lodge and a double with breakfast for £38. I got the seat behind the driver and the trip to Cardiff was quite nice, particularly the Severn Bridge. We arrived in Cardiff at about 5.25 and I looked at a map at the bus station and discovered that it was a short walk from where I was. I walked up the bus station street and turned right up along the millennium walk to Coldstream Terrace and found the Austin Guesthouse. I moved my things in and watched a bit of TV.
At 7pm I left to find the Welsh College of Music to meet Mel at 7.30. I went past the castle and found the right place and Mel. We said hi to Jordan, who has lost even more weight. Mel and I walked to her house, spoke to James on the phone, and walked to a very good Indian restaurant for dinner. Yum. Mel took th e leftovers for lunch the next day. From there we walked to Jordan's house and met up with Tom, who was frantically looking for two mobile phones and his camera. We watched a bit of Oceans Eleven, and Mel and I headed off. She walked me to another street and pointed me on and went home herself. It was near 11pm by now and I thought I was lost once, when it looked unfamiliar, but I sought directions and headed on my way back to the guesthouse. Jordan had near insisted on walking me back, which worried me a bit, but I had no problems.
I made the mistake of turning the TV on and started watching a good Val Kilmer film that I couldn't switch off. Consequently, I got to bed around 2am.
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