No more train

Wow, two posts in one day, don't you lot feel special? :)
So, when we got to Newcastle, and dad got on the train, we ditched our luggage and our now one first class seat between three for a table and four seats in Standard class. I'm pretty sure I had more room sharing a seat with Marie in first class. Ha..

Of course, our table had been used before hand by a hen party.
It would have been fine, had they not left empty beer bottles, a large bag of them, I might add, and millions of colourful tiny paper WILLIES! Wooo! Ha. It was fun.

But yeah, it annoyed me, because if you tried to get on a plane with that amount of booze, you'd be turned down.
If you tried to get in a taxi as pissed as they were, you'd be turned down.
I don't understand why people think it's okay to do it on a train with loads of other people.
And the fact they left all their mess.. They didn't even leave us any booze!
(On a brighter note, congratulations for the bride to be.♥)

Also, if you happened to be the person who sat next to me, I think you're beautiful, and I wish I wasn't too shy to have said hello. Or to at least have offered you some pretzels. I'm sorry. ♥

Ruthiekins_xx