So I was travelling (ok commuting) with the London set today and no matter how many times I get off the train here it always reminds me of meeting my mum when she came to London on her first solo overseas trip. My parent travel (ALOT!) must be where my sisters and I get it from but she usually is with my Dad. And my dad is one of those must be at airport 8 hours before a flight kind of blokes. This time however she came all across the seas to visit me for my 30th birthday. Bless her.
She’s a tough cookie, loves doing new things and one that won’t let anything stop her. So there she was waiting for me at the platform laden with her big backpacker back pack (which was like twice the size of her!) looking like a little green turtle all excited to see me but also excited to show herself that she’s got this. She can travel solo.
What ensued was hilarious tales which coincidently she blogged about and you can find here http://debs-world.com/2014/05/11/kindness-shown-to-a-stranger-on-mothers-day/
So as much as I enjoyed my London day today I actually enjoyed more being in Paddington Station thinking about my littlr turtle traveller Mum.
(Soz didn’t realise I’d get a bit soppy!)