Things that just happen // Cosas que pasan

Hi!
Here I show you something that I wrote last Friday when I was waiting to catch the train that had to bring me to my home town...

"When you lose a train just before going home one Friday"

Yes, that is what has happened to me. Here I am, in the train station in Valencia, waiting for the train that will bring me to my town.

I wouldn't have missed that train if the train that I caught in Castelló had arrived on time.( I don't know why but this train was really slow today).

The feeling of seeing your train leaving and you standing on the platform is a mixture of irritation and confusion, mainly because there won't be another train until an hour and a half.

The minutes after having lost the train are a continuous movement in the station, thinking about what you can do right now. "Should I pick a train that will leave me in a place that won't be my destiny but could be an option or...should I wait on the station for that hour and a half and take my train?"

As I had bought my ticket yet, my election has been the second one so calling home to give the news is what I have done after.

Which is the next step? Easy: sit on a chair of those that are in all the stations and wait until my time to leave.

An hour and a half is time enough to do a lot of things. Here are the ones that I have chosen. First of all, eat something and then start reading my English book. But there is one problem: the annoying voice of the woman that advises the arrival and departure of the trains. It disturbs. Always the same woman. Always the same trains. Always the same monotone voice. Impossible to concentrate in this conditions. For that reason, reading isn't an activity that you can do for a long time.

After having stopped your reading, you rise your sight and see that are people running. They probably have only a few minutes to catch their trains but... it is possible that you see one of them sitting next to you in a moment when he or she notice that the train has gone and it has left his or her on the platform, just the same that has happened to you!

And time passes while you wait. In a moment I will catch my train. I have been writing so waiting hasn't been as boring as I thought first.

Here I am, on the train, on my train. In a few hours I will arrive home.

I hope not to wait next Friday, but if a train leaves me again on the platform now I know that writing is the best way to pass the time.

This is all I wrote! I'm sure that something like this has happened to you at least once or am I wrong?

See you soon!!