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Yay! Rachel is back. Missed her heaps, can’t wait to see her tomorow!

Love you Rachel!!!

Well, went to see Pirates of the Carabiean III: Worlds End tonight, and I wont go into details about it, but its an awesome movie, I’m gonna see it again defintly.

Anyway, AFTER seeing pirates tonight, Nick, my sister, and I (no Rachel, shes still in qld, and i’m missing her heaps) jumped on the train at Cheltnham, and we managed to get all the way to inbetween Parkdale and Mordialoc before the train stopped. Power failer. We sat in that train for about…. just over 60 minutes, before the train finaly moved. We cleared Mordialoc, we got passed Aspendale, and stopped at Edithvale.
Seems down the line, a tree had decided to bring down the power lines.

So had to call and get a lift home. GG.

Thats my rant for the night.

Love you heaps Rachel, can’t wait for you to get back.

Well, figured afte bieng able to sit down and work it out I might as well explain just what the f*** happened last Thursday.

Ok, so it is around 3:30pm, and I get out of class early, I mean really early. Like the class finishing an hour and a half early.
Anyway, I make my way down to Caufield station and wait roughly ten minutes for the train.
Obviously school had finished early, and there where school kids everywhere on the train, so there went the plan of finishing my FIT1003 assignment on the way home, so I plug in my earphones and start listening to some music.
Anyway, the train leaves the station, and starts to approach Glenhuntly, the train slows down like usual to cross the level crossing (there are tram tracks that cross there as well), and the train stops.
Ok, trains sometimes stop just before stations for one reason or another. After ten minutes I’m starting to wonder what is happening. The driver gets on the PA, and annonces that there will be a slight delay due to something or other happening (I had earphones in remember).
Another 15 minutes pass and by this time I’m starting to get quite annoyed. I take my earphones out and look around, I’m not the only one who is restless, and there is a bunch of school kids gawking out of one of the forward windows. The driver gets on the PA again to announce that there is someone on the overheads, and there is going to be an extended delay, untill the police arrive.
Great, so I take a peer out the window and see that there is infact someone squatting ontop of the overheads on the Melbourne bound side of the tracks, just after the level crossing infront of Glenhuntly station. I was in the readmost carrage of our train which was at the OTHER level crossing.

Another ten minutes pass, the police arrive, and there seems that this isn’t going to be over so soon. They are going to have to cut the power, to avoid a surge if he decides to jump, and to prevent anyone getting hurt if they need to raise someone else upto him, so the driver kindly releases the doors, and the lights all turn off.
The sight of almost everyone on a train jumping outa the doors and walking to the paths on either side of the track was both funny and scary at the same time. I sit around for a little more to get my barings and decide what to do. The options I had were:
A. Stay on train, hope it will be resolved in the next half an hour.
B. Walk back to Caufield and catch a train along the Packhnam line, then get a bus home.
C. walk back to Caufield and finish my assignment at Uni.
I decided to go with option 3. The walk back to Caufield isn’t that far, you see, the main strait of Caufield race course is along Caufield station, and the furthest most corner is at Glenhuntly.
The walk wasn’t far, and I was able to get my assignment done.
Anyway, come 5pm, I decide its time to brave the outside and see if I can get a train. At this time I’m talking to Rachel (love you) on the phone, and am walking outside. As I get near the station, there are anouncements being made, so I hang up, and procede to see if I can actualy get home.

Turns out they are running busses between Caufield and Moorabin.
It took a good Hour to get onto a bus, and then there was peek hour trafic to contend with.
In the end I got home, but man, That last sentence, read it. It took an HOUR to get onto a bus. They were running like ONE bus between Caufield and Moorabin every half hour.

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In other news. Missing you heaps Rachel, can’t wait untill you get back.

ohnoes!

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