Tales from the first class train car

The first class train tickets to Inverness were not much more than regular ones so I booked us on that. I mean bigger seats and free cookies just take my money. What I learned while boarding was that first class people don’t care how big their luggage is and how many pieces they have. I have been stressing about how I am going to lift my big suitcase onto the train and where it will go. What I learned from the people in front of us with 3 massive Tumi luggage trunks and 1 Louis Vuttion, you just get in line first, take all the luggage space and give zero fucks. Turns out everyone was like that the rule of “if I fit I sits” applies to all the massive suit cases here. Even with my large for me suitcase I am still travelling lighter than most of these people.

Oh and these people are also savages for the free shortbread cookies. I was hoping to take a few more of the vanilla walnut ones for future trips. Nope. Apparently even people who look first class are cheap and or horders just like me. Czytaj więcej