Well, after a very brief appearance at work I left at 11am and drove home as fast as the speed limitâ€™s allowed, grabbed my stuff and set off. The bus came promptly and there was almost no traffic into town to I arrived at Leeds train station an hour early, I found the platform I needed, this is a must, Leeds is a massive train station and it can take 15-20 minutes to get from the entrance to your platform, especially if the escalator is down and you have to lug you overnight bag, food, wine and laptop up a flight of stairs! I quickly got bored of waiting so carrying my very heavy bags I set about finding a loo and a latte. Both of these objectives were met quickly, Iâ€™m on a roll today! I returned to -platform 11a and waited. And waited. And waited. The train arrived bang on-time, thank god, and I jumped on as quickly as someone carrying twice their own bodyweight in crisps and wine can jump After turfing a business man out of my reserved seat I sat down backwards. I hate travelling backwards but I did have seat on the apparently very popular Glasgow to Penzance cross country train. After an hour or so somebody left a â€˜non-reservedâ€™ forward facing seat so I swapped and all was well in the world of Jodieâ€™s motion sickness! The journey down was bad at all, at times the train was heaving but after Exeter people dwindles quickly and I was able stretch my legs a bit. Hey, I might be short but my legs still need a stretch every now and then! I was planning on reading my Harry Potter book (again) but been very nosy I settled for watching the world around me. I chatted to a lovely eldery Scottish couple who were travelling from Glasgow to Bristol, I â€˜kept and eye onâ€™ a fellaâ€™s laptop while he peeâ€™d and then looked disgruntled at a man who wasnâ€™t aware of the concept of â€˜quite coachâ€™ and truly believed the day would be ruined if everyone on the train, not just our coach, wasnâ€™t listening to his mp3 player with him. Every so often I would send or receive a text from Teresa and Claire, â€˜On train nowâ€™, â€˜3 hours to goâ€™, â€˜Just passed a fieldâ€™, you know, letting them know all the important stuff. When the train was slowing to pull into Plymouth Claire, as promised rang me to check if I was nervous but surprisingly I wasnâ€™t, Teresa knew I was at the front of the train and I saw her and the kids as the train slowed, When it stopped I jumped of the train and headed towards her and they to me, it was like meeting a friend you hadnâ€™t seen in a while. No nerves just big smiles and hugs and we were on our way.