Newquay UK
Well as Paul Kelly sang...I'm in London now, well I was for like 3 hours anyway! For those of you paying attention yes I am a couple of days early. Where's Newquay??? Its like a six hour train ride south west from London. Its a pretty harbour beach side town, very busy with the summer trade, lots of fat white poms (no offense) But the place has a nice feel. The hostel I'm at is on the foreshore cliff, my room looks out over the main beach, I can wake up in the moring and decide if its good enough to get up and go for a surf! The waters very cold though, might have to get myself a wettie to go with the board! There's plenty of bars and restaraunts for work, also heaps of surf and clothing shops, might play on the aussie accent and see what job offers I can score :)
Before I sign off I'd also like to share my nightmare of the last 48hrs in Nth America before boarding the plane to London. Started in Toronto, the weather had been nice and hot the whole time I was there, except for the morning I had to get up early and get myself to the Greyhound station...it was pissing down. So I treated myself to a taxi, but cause I didn't have a ph. no. had to go down the street with brolly and wait till a free one happened upon me. So that was ok, 12 hours later I arrive in NY, tired and stiff cause the guy sitting next to me was a tall black guy who didn't fit in the small spaces and was taking up 1/3 of my seat and leg room! Got to hostel, all good, did my few things booked a Super Shuttle to come collect me the next afternoon and take me to the Newark airport. So that arvo, 20 mins late and I gave the company a call and the woman assured me the driver was 10 mins away. Another 20 mins later I call again, different woman, same story. Starting to worry, I still had time but that seemed really slack to me. So 1 hour after I was supposed to be picked-up I ring and started abusing the poor guy on the other end. After he finally got that my surname started with a P not a T he found my reservation and then after being put on hold for 10 mins he informed me that the shuttle was already at the airport!!! The driver reckons he had stopped at the hostel but there was no one there so he left. So after I had calmed down enough to speak without using only obscenities I asked what they were going to do, as I was still no where near the airport. After being put on hold for yet another 15 mins I got to speak to a lady in the "customer service" department. She told me to take a taxi and then to fax in the receipt and I would be reimbursed. Still not peachy but with no other option I did so. The taxi that arrived, driver didn't really speak english, and didn't take credit card. I had limited cash cause I didn't need much. So we eventually got the point that I needed an atm on the way and he needed to be quick cause I was running out of time to get to check-in on time. Obvioulsy I made it but not with out lots of swearing and few tears. This example epitomises customer service in the USA=non-existent!