Our next destination was to the
oldest pub in Coventry where we’d heard that a beer festival was in progress. I
put my faith into my friend as I had no idea where this pub was. My friend
decided to waste no time and jump into a hackney cab next to the bus stop.
Oddly, this taxi followed a bus all the way back to the train station and it
was then that I realise that it was the same bus that I caught earlier. The actual
pub was only a further ten minutes’ walk, and if I’d known that then I would
have insisted on just catching the bus as my contactless card would register a
value fare. Consequently, we were charged £12.50 for the journey and I had to
chip in a tenner. I need to stop hanging out with people who are prepared to
flash their cash and say yes wherever they go. I certainly felt like I’d paid
to ride in on an elephant, though I suppose the good thing was that the cab did
drop us right outside our destination.
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