Worldcon day 0 (yesterday)
Aug. 5th, 2005 02:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jackI had fun with rail enquiries and station staff, but end up with ticket that will supposedly take me from cambridge to glasgow the quickest route, and let me return via tolkien 2005. On the first train I met a nice young Scottish lady solving So Dukae[1] and we resolved to follow everyone with the correct accent through the random intermediate changes.
At the first stop I crossed the platform and met ceb and ian. (Who later informed me of a non-shit rail journey planning webpage: bahn.hafas.de.) We spent much of the journey working on laptops, me trying and failing to write fiction, and later making my phone spod. Well, nearly.
At glasgow the cambridge contingent went for pizza at a nice restaurant (dino's?) next to the station, with an incredably chatty waitress, which was nice but disconcerting, especially with the inevitable 'why are you in glasgow' question. Then we played mao.
I navigated mostly successfully across glasgow to the not-ridiculously-far-out residence (despite being student place). Two people spontaneously offered to help while I was puzzling over maps. It was surreal to be back in a university, there were even bedders, in much the same uniform.
I slept a bit distrubedly, because I'm used to a big soft double bed, no streetlights and no fire-engines, and was a bit nervous at meeting the membership-transferring guy, and somehow transferring my stuff to the rather-further-out-residence.
[1] Mu
At the first stop I crossed the platform and met ceb and ian. (Who later informed me of a non-shit rail journey planning webpage: bahn.hafas.de.) We spent much of the journey working on laptops, me trying and failing to write fiction, and later making my phone spod. Well, nearly.
At glasgow the cambridge contingent went for pizza at a nice restaurant (dino's?) next to the station, with an incredably chatty waitress, which was nice but disconcerting, especially with the inevitable 'why are you in glasgow' question. Then we played mao.
I navigated mostly successfully across glasgow to the not-ridiculously-far-out residence (despite being student place). Two people spontaneously offered to help while I was puzzling over maps. It was surreal to be back in a university, there were even bedders, in much the same uniform.
I slept a bit distrubedly, because I'm used to a big soft double bed, no streetlights and no fire-engines, and was a bit nervous at meeting the membership-transferring guy, and somehow transferring my stuff to the rather-further-out-residence.
[1] Mu
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Date: 2005-08-05 07:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-05 10:28 am (UTC)A2. It gets loney and likes travel.
A3. I can spod for half an hour at night.
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Date: 2005-08-05 03:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-06 12:20 am (UTC)PS. Did you get my text?