TRAVELING BY TRAINS
📍Kings Cross Station/Saint Pancreas, London, United Kingdom → Waverly Station, Edinburgh, United Kingdom
Trains have changed my life. I don’t know how I could ever go back. Before having gone to the UK I never fully understood the appeal to trains. To the average American, like myself, why would I spend the gas and the money to get to the station just to take a train that is stuffy and slow? A form of transportation with no stops to restaurants along the way and very little independence, or so I thought.
When my mother and I were navigating our way from the airport to the train station it was nearly seamless. We had gone from crazy people trying to use a map on the first day we got there to tapping our phones at the turnstile like locals. Once we borded the tube – the subway to any american folks – we quickly reached Kings Cross Station which I have to say is absolutely worth the hype.
TRAVEL TIP 💡
Made popular by the famous wizard franchise we all know and love, it was definitely crowded but if you go around the side of the main shopping complex you can find the wizarding shop! Don’t let the line decieve you, it was around the corner when we got there but we didn’t wait longer the 15 minutes to get up to the front.
After you’ve done your magical shopping for the time being check out Prezzo! By far one of the best places to grab a quick bite of pizza before a long train ride. Make sure you take your time to people watch to your hearts content, you really won’t find a better place!
Then make your way to the train station, we decided to take a gamble and go the cheapest route and book regular old tickets on one of the newer lines, Lumo, and I don’t regret it for a moment. For the actually journey, we got a clean – not musty – coach cabin, where we got to sit together, face forward, and be in constant awe of the scenery.
The photo pictured above is taken in Saint Pancreas – the station conjoined to Kings Cross – right before we both boarded the train to get up to Edinburgh, Scotland. Once we were out of the city we saw the most idlic rolling english hills ever. The train tracks itself were nestled in between the trees. I decided to be sat in the window seat, much to my mothers chagrin. When I wasn’t staring at the long distance view I was entrancing by the rustling leaves. I ended up falling asleep for most of the ride on my mothers lap. When I woke up we were about to reach the boarder of England and Scotland. My family has a strong tie to the Scots, especially on the maternal side. I recall turning to her and seeing so many emotions flood her face. She’d been to Scotland once before, very briefly, in what she calls her youth – her other life.
From the time we crossed to border to the moment we woke up in London she had one look on her face the whole time – home. Scotland is where her heart lies. Needless to say, we’ll be going back soon.
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