I’m sitting on the train between Petersborough and Cambridge. The day started pretty nicely in Orkney, with some sun and a little bit of breeze, but now the damp air is thick and grey outside the windows, barely revealing the incredibly flat and green landscape of East Anglia.
My mood can’t be bulged, though. It’s my first day of the real Europe trip that I’m embarking on. Orkney with dad was just a little introduction, traveling by car, eating at nice restaurants and sleeping in comfy hotel beds. Now I’m off for the real thing. Trains, couches in stranger’s homes, language barriers and new experiences. Pushing my own boundaries!
First stop: Cambridge. Abbie, whom I met while wwoofing in California, is going to meet me at the train station. So, even now I’m starting it kind of gently, staying with a friend, visiting a small city. Which is good, I think. There’s no sense in doing everything, all at once.
On the train from Edinburgh to Petersborough, I managed to go through all the photos I’ve taken so far, get rid of the bad ones, pick out the really good ones and then edit them so that they can be uploaded to the blog. I’ve also managed to find seats on both trains, and not have any trouble with my ticket. My plan is working out, so far!
Also, I’ve had one text message from Elin and one from Hanna, asking how I’m doing. Even though I have no wish to head back home yet, it still feels nice to know that there are people back there thinking of me.
Katja Malmborg 