I'm such a n00b

When it comes to traveling on my own, I'm a noob. I have no idea what I'm doing. Yesterday went a little like this:

We left Stratford upon Avon at 8:10am. Traffic had been disastrous around cities up to this point so we wanted to leave time to get to London Heathrow on time since the car needed to be returned at 11am.

The traffic ended up being great, so we arrived an hour early. This meant that we had an extra hour to sit in the airport.

At 12:50pm we found out that the Picadilly Line of the tube was severely delayed due to a person under the train and some issue with the signals. That was the line that I needed to take (because it's the only underground line from the airport to the center of London) so I go a ticket for the Express Train to London.

I left TC in the airport at 1pm because I wasn't sure how long things were going to take and I needed to be at a different station for my 3:10 train to Bangor, Wales. Surely two hours would be more than enough!

Seriously folks, it was stressful. I don't really know how to describe the crazy of that two hours. Actually, it was 1hr 45min. I eventually got to Euston station at 2:45pm. After asking information to insure I had the right train, I boarded at 3, pretty confident that I was going the right way. Switching at Chester (sorry these places probably don't mean much to most of you), I got on a train that I was not as confident was going the right direction. Eventually I got to Bangor, but the train was running late so I missed the 7pm bus to Caernarfon (we got there at 7, so by the time I walked to the curb it was gone). That meant that I had almost an hour to wait for the next one, hoping that my information was actually correct and the bus would come at all.

If there is one thing I have learned in the last 24hrs, it's to ask questions. I asked a taxi driver, and he informed me there was another one at 8. It was chilly and getting dark and I didn't even really know where I was going to get to the hostel from the bus stop anyway, so I took a taxi. It was a little pricey, but I had a lovely conversation with the cabby and he dropped me off right in front of the hostel (which was great, because it doesn't have any sort of sign on it or anything).

So now I'm in Wales. I didn't really think this plan through all the way, so I hope it goes well. I'm going to check out a castle this afternoon.

I'm already scared about the journey back to London on Wednesday. I need to get over this traveling alone thing, since I'm going to be doing a lot of it next month.