Weymouth - home

The ferry arrived about half an hour late but we all disembarked quickly and I got a taxi to Weymouth Bunkhouse Plus. The information they had given us with codes, etc made it really easy. The room was small and we filled it with all our stuff. We were on the  second floor and I'm sure we must have made loads of noise at one in the morning getting all our heavy bags up the stairs. The people in the attic room, however, managed more noise and later into the night. The bed was comfortable enough but we were woken at 7 by the bin lorry.

Having a self-catering kitchen meant that we could make as many cups of tea as we wanted and to make our own breakfast but that would have meant going shopping so we walked into town and found a cafe for a fry up and a mug of tea. Lovely!

We had a walk around the old harbour and shops then got into our motorbike gear and drove to West Bay to see my cousin Bev who was at their family caravan. It was good to catch up. As the A35 had been very busy on the way there we drove back along the coast road seeing Chesil Beach as we went past. A much more scenic route and it took less time.

At the bunkhouse we collected our stuff and Brian set off on the bike to visit friends Fiona and Colin before heading home.  I had an hour and a half to kill so walked along the seafront and got a smoked haddock and spring onion fishcake and chips, from King Edward's fish and chip shop, for my tea, which I ate on the seafront by the clock tower.

Weymouth station is the end of the line so the South West train was there early and I could get on and settled. I managed to get some work done but that was the bumpiest train I've been on so far so it was very difficult. The girl in front of me was also typing up her dissertation but was having difficulties not being distracted by Facebook.

At Waterloo I got the train to Clapham Junction. So far London wins the competition for most people willing to help with a heavy bag!

Next train Waterloo to Victoria and final train Victoria to Meopham. The last train was packed and there was nowhere to put my luggage. I started off taking up three seats but this didn't seem fair when there were so many people standing so I stood for the rest of the journey.

Brian was there in the car to meet me from Meopham station.  We have an overnight stay at his parents’ house before going home as the Barcelona family we have swapped houses with don’t leave until tomorrow morning.  My dissertation is not quite finished but it will be on time and this has been a great journey both on my own and with Brian.  A good achievement for him as well as allowing him great views through the Pyrenees.