I packed my stuff, did another load of washing and then left the Future Inn for the train station. Honestly, that's it. Boring. I hope I get on the right train...
The train ride was good. But boring. Again. Same old countryside, which is very picturesque, but after driving around in it, I kinda need a a bit of a change. Bring on the city - and Ireland.
After arriving at reading station and, eventually, finding the taxi rank. I just wanted to get to Bryan's. The luggage was annoying me! I jumped in a cab and thought I would swing past Majewski stadium, where Reading - newly promoted in the Premier League for this coming season - play their home matches. It was big. Bigger than Plymouth and, unsurprising, 50 times the size of Truro FC! I took a few pictures, realized the pounds were building up on the meter and headed for Bryan's house.
Unfortunately the train was held up and Bryan wasn't going to be home for a while, so I went to the store down the road and picked up a 4pk of Stella cans (yes, just like on Men Behaving Badly) and headed back, where Bryan and Karlos were just about to arrive. Unfortunately my travellers card was working, which I later found out was because the Bpay hadn't gone through yet, and wouldn't you know it - CommBank were doing scheduled maintenance to their system and I couldnt check! Should be right by Monday and I shouldn't need cash until then - after using my Aussie debit card to get a few pounds out to see me through.
After I had finally sorted out why I had no money, we headed out for dinner, first we had a cocktail then headed out for another with dinner. The crayfish risotto I had was the best meal I have had on my trip so far. Another beer and we were tired so headed back for some 'z's...
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