For When the uni girls began organising a get together at the back of my mind two voices could be heard "you can't drive all that way" and "the train gets more expensive the closet the day gets". But as usual I procrastinated until the cost of a standard return ticket on the train was over £120. It was the day before I was due to go down when inspiration struck, years ago I had gone to a school reunion in Manchester (don't ask - flop, I knew no one there) and I had, again, left sorting out my transport to the last minute. In those days I was still hanging on to student life by the skin of my teeth and so budget was everything. If I could get a bargain I didn't care how much I'd have to suffer. Alright, I haven't changed that much. Anyhoo to get to my reunion I took a bus called the Megabus, it boast no frills coaches to destinations all over the country. It was clean and it got me there what more could you ask?
I checked to see whether Megabus still existed, I hadn't needed it for years so who knew. Not only was it still in action I could get a return ticket to London for £26. The coach would take about four and a half hours, which I didn't mind, I'd set off at nine and arrive at half one, with still plenty of time to play. The only error I made was not finding out where the coach stop was. I waited five minutes for a tram to take me to the Shudehill interchange, it turned out to be the next stop and was only a two minute walk away.
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