Traveling to Grasmere Day 1

After all of my things were moved to Szeged, I couldn't stay in Budapest anymore. I spent two nights at home, my last two nights for who knows how long. It was difficult. I kept thinking of all the things I was leaving behind, and found it difficult to think of all the things waiting for me there. It felt like saying goodbye forever.

However, when I moved to Budapest I thought it was for good too. I thought I'd make my home there, get married, have kids. None of that happened. Maybe the UK isn't for forever either. I can't say though. I had so many long term plans in my life, and none turned out the way I expected. I've decided to stick to short term goals.

I got a new suitcase and a new backpack. My old suitcase was too small, my backpack too big. I also got some money to take with me.

We went with mum to the station in a taxi. He let us out in front of it, and getting the suitcase over the fancy stone pavement was a struggle. Who ever thought of putting down that sort of a sidewalk? It's a railway station. Should be functional rather than pretty.

A guy helped me put the suitcase on the train. We decided to travel first class because of the bigger room. Luckily mum had a discount with her disability card, and it extended to me as well.

I realised when we were putting the suitcase into the taxi that it didn't have my name and address on it. So on the train we decided that I'd run into the Westend mall to buy one. That is what I did, and got one in red and leather.

We got lucky with the taxi to my old rental apartment. One just brought a guy to the station, and it was even the company I would use. At the apartment the landlord arrived promptly. I said my final goodbye to my old place. I really loved living there, and I left it with a heavy heart. It felt like home, and I had many happy days. I gave the wall a last caress, and looked into the room the way I used to when I got home in the evening. I also had a last look outside. There is a part of me that still has a hard time realising that I don't live there anymore.

The landlord volunteered to take us to the airport hotel. We checked in, but had to ask for another room as the one they gave us had one bed. Mum moves around a lot. We watched some TV, had a few bites and went to sleep. It wasn't easy because of all the nerves, but I concentrated on relaxing. It wasn't the most restful sleep I've ever had, but enough.