19. Journey

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Amelie's POV

"Finally the day has come!" I say, as Jim and I walk in the London train station over to our train. Four days in Paris, three days in London...ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE! We did so many things and visited an insane amount of places. Of course we took at least one picture in all of them. For a quick summary, in Paris we ended up visiting Versailles, Notre Dame, Sacré-Cœur, Les Invalides, Louvre, we went to Trocadero every single day, to the Latin Quartier almost every single day, and walked through Champs-Elysées every day, as well. In London, we visited the Buckingham Palace, London Eye, Big Ben, Tower of London, the London Bridge, Chinatown, Piccadilly Circus, Oxford Street, Madame Tussaud's, etc, etc, etc. Today is the day we are walking to the train that will take us to Southampton, port were the cruise departs.

"Ahhhh! I can't wait!" says Jim. "I hope the train is fast!"

"Yes, yes. It is approximately 25-30 mins."

Jim claps his hands in excitement, and then gives me a gentle push.

"Heyyy!" I say, pushing him back and laughing. He laughs too, his beautiful and cheerful laugh.

After a while of walking a bit, we finally arrive at the train that will be taking us to the port. We go in, Jim arranges our suitcases, and we take a seat next to each other. The train is smaller than the one we took from Paris to London. That train was amazing.

Everyone is onboard and the train starts moving...faster, faster, faster. I can see excitement all over Jim's face, he can't stop smiling. I can't deny that I feel incredibly excited, too. We've been here for what feels long, and the truth is...that it is just the beginning.

The train will make several stops before arriving at Southampton. A few minutes after getting out of the station, it makes a stop. Some people go out and some people come in, everyone taking seats. The doors close, and the train starts moving again.

"How many more stops?" asks Jim.

"I think...two."

Jim nods his head once and smiles at me. His blue eyes are fixed on mine, he doesn't move, blink. Jim staring at me this way sends a chill through my spine.

"What?" I ask, with a smile on my face.

"Oh no-nothing," he replies a little nervously, and looks down. "Just thinking."

"About?"

"Nothing important...What's out first stop? In the cruise I mean."

"Umm..." I try to recall the itinerary Monica gave us the other day. "Tomorrow is 'At Sea', I am sure about that." Jim nods once, and looks at me. "Oh oh I remember," I say, snapping my fingers. "The first stop is Vigo, Spain."

Jim rubs his hands together. "Geeeeeeee!! This will be awesome!"

I laugh and then nod. "Yes it will."

The train comes to the second stop...the third...Southampton!

Jim jumps from the seat, I help him get the suitcases off the train and we walk out inside the station, following a crowd of people to the exit. The exit door finally appears in my eyes, and Jim doesn't hesitate to open it, and lets me go first. What a gentleman he is...like all the time. Light feels my eyes and a cool breeze touches my face, as I open my eyes slowly.

"WOWWWWW!" I listen to Jim say. From where we are standing, you can see the port with the ships stationed, the enormous and beautiful ships.

Jim claps in excitement, as I am still delighted by the amazing cruises. "Lets go," he says, sounding like a little child, who just entered a fair.

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