A Grand Day Out

Yesterday was the first day out I had with a friend from school and this is how it went:

When I was done with Stagecoach at 1, I went to pick up my buddy at the bus stop. My Dad drove us to the train station. We were going to get to Cheshire Oaks all by ourselves, because we decided that we were going to be independant. So we got to the station and we stood on the platform with about a minute to spare before the train was supposed to come at 1:21.

We both noticed that nobody else was on the platformand by 1:30 , I decided to run over to the other platform and see if we got the right time from the internet. We did, and we finally figured out that we missed the train by about 30 seconds and the next one wasn't for another hour. But I was just so shocked at this because that meant that the train was actually early, English trains are supposed to be late if anything, but just not early. We had to concoct a Plan B.

Conveniently there was a Tesco right next to the station, so we walked over there to have lunch in le cafe. I got a toastie, apparently. First of all, it was a piece of charcoal, secondly, the cheese was actually liquid and grease that seemed to reproduce, thirdly, the poor excuse of ham was about 7 little 1mm by 1mm cubes of ham and fourthly, I had to pay for it. So by that time we decided that today was going to be an interesting adventure.

We bought a mazagine and a drink then caught the train. Yay! We sat and read the magazine and listened to Gina's Mp3 player. Gina said she would pay for the train, and I would pay for the bus to make it easier. No problemo. We get to chester, halfway to Cheshire Oaks. We catch the but to the city centre then walk to the Chester bus exchange. There was a bus in 20 minutes so we stayed out there freezing our butts off. Then a bunch of chavs walked in and immediatly lit some cigarettes. I bet they didn't actually need one, they just wanted to be obnoxious. Previously, Gina and I wondered if chavs, scousers, emos etc. were mentally derranged. We didn' come up with a conclusion but anyway... We went outside of the but stand thing to get away from the 'scusting chavvy fumes, only to find a woman outside of the bus stand smoking. We decided to count the minutes.

Now this bus was normal, it was late. And oh how we wished the train was too. Cause then we would have been there an hour earlier and would have watched the movie we wanted to see when we wanted to see it. So we get on the bus, for another 30 mins, I was dreading the chavs because they would make the bus ride ell. But they only shouted randomly in unison 'We love you Darron.'

We finally got to Cheshire Oaks! We decided to celebrate, and walked to the cinema. We were going to see when we could see another movie. But THEN!... We say Mrs. Myburgh. Our English teacher walking in. Gina was like 'Turn around, walk our, walk out,' We started laughing ourselves silly and we went in to try to work out what she was going to see. She was seeing 'The last king of Scotland' We figured that out because it was the only English teacherish movie up there, and because it was the only movie on at that time. So on Monday we are going to freak her out by pretending to be phsycic!

All of the good movies wern't on for another hour and a half. But we got the tickets anyway and walked around the shops. We went in a few here and there, but we didn't buy anything. Until we got to Thorntons. There was a big chocolate fountain that drew us in. Since I was nutritionally deprived from lunch, I had to get a shot of chocolate, after all it was good chocolate. If I had had a good sandwich, then I wouldn't have got one, well maybe.

We got 2 shots, and I gotta tell you it was heaven! Pure, warm melted chocolater on a cold winters day mmmmm. That was my first chocolate shot I had ever had. Me and Gina sat on a bench and finished our little pot of joy. We had to drink it kind of awkwardly though because we didn't want to get any on our nose or anything. That was one of our very few plus's of the day.

We went back to the theatre and got a bucket of popcorn and a large coke, it was kind of our dinner because it was so late. We went to see Night in the Museum. It was SO funny! My favourite bit was when Ben Stiller goes over to the huns and starts yelling at the leader in his attempt of hun language. It went on for ages but I had just about peed myself. - You have to see it.

La Journey a la Maison

We had to run out to the bus stop because the bus came 8 minutes after the movie finished. When we got out there, we realized we were 20 minutes early. BUT, there was a bus a bit earlier in about 2 minutes. We saw a bus going around the round about away from us, so we assumed it was the wrong one. What we thought was the 7:23 bus was actually the 7:38 bus. We were all hyper and everything from the coke and we were trying to entertain ourselves. So when this 7:38 bus came we were really happy because inside the bus was warm and outside was not. We patiently waited for the bus to pull into the bus stop for us. But it just drove by.

We were so annoyed. Then the girl standing next to us finally told us, 'You have to stick your arm out' ANOTHER 20 minutes later, we finally got on the bus, GIna called her Mom letting her know everything, and we made up the excuse that it was so cold, our arms were stuck to our bodies so we couldn't get the bus.

On the bus we realized that the first bus we saw on the roundabout was the 7:23 and the one we 'missed' was the 7:38 one. It was then 8:03. Origonally, our plan was to get the 2:45 film and be back around 6. We saw the 5:20 film and still weren't back. When we got back into Chester, we checked the bus schedule to see if there was a bus to Northwich so we didn't have to walk another 20 minutes back to the train station. We had just missed it. So we had to walk.

We used our brains and went through a subway where Gina says 'There's usually a hobo just around that corner' Then she told me a story about one asking her if she had any money or marawhana. Creepy...

We actually made it to the train station and there was a train to Northwich in 15 minutes. We both wanted a drink so we went to the venders and I stuck the money in. Nothing happened. The money was stuck in the shoot, and I could still see it but a couldn't get it back :-( We finally got home. It's hard work being independant.