just about 30min after emerging from the english side of the channel tunnel we are at the new eurostar terminal london st pancras international. it’s rather an improvement over weary and tired waterloo international — all airy, light and pleasant. once out of the eurstar platform we require a moment to take our bearings, then decide against taking a taxi and instead go for the hammersmith & city underground line to paddington station — which works out rather well until we reach edgeware road where even the mumbled and garbled tannoy announcements do not manage to bring light into the murky affair of the hammersmith & city line not going any further.1 following the example of our co-passengers we quickly switch to the circle line train pulling up on the other side of the platform and get to paddington station with plenty of time to spare…
… which we spend getting our britrail travel passes validated (quite a bit cheaper than getting direct tickets), play a round on the cash machine (we do win big time again this time), get some fruit salad from marks & sparks, a guardian (lots of paper for £1.50), and finally board our train to cardiff. the weather has improved decidedly: no more of this continental rain! form the look of it, it has been dry for quite some time.
while i’m writing the blog, the train is going at high speed through the english country side, heading west. the WLAN manager keeps detecting and loosing WLAN cells, some with “interesting” names — i wonder whether anyone has ever done WLAN cell ID advertising? the way it would work is by changing your public WLAN name to advertise your product…would probably turn out to be quite annoying.
we get to cardiff an hour late! as usual, the british rail network is being refurbished during the weekend: meaning that our train is not going via bristol but instead takes the scenic route.
cardiff central is a nice victorian remnant of a station. outside it’s just construction, construction, pubs full of cardiffians (?) watching the beginning of the euro cup 2008 (even though neither england nor wales nor scotland is playing…). the taxi takes about 20min to get through the traffic-jammed streets and we realize that annedd lon guesthouse is located on an A road, oh dear…
…luckily though it’s (a) very well insulated towards the street, and (b) our double room is towards the rather quiet back. all in all a rather nice b&b
next: off to one of the recommended pubs in the neighborhood to have some dinner
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all i manage to parse are “driver”, “sorted”, “until” — not really boding well. ↩
