I have mention in my other post that i hate travelling and i get panic attck . Guess what but travelling loves me too much and dont wanna leave me alone. Here is my story last night i was coming from manchester airport to lancaster. Apparently i bought the ticket for wrong day so i had to buy a new ticket. Then while i was waiting at the station for my train, i realised im in the wrong platform and my train already left. So i took different train to preston and then it was too late, last train for lancaster already left. So i had to stay over night in B&B. Now im going to lancaster.