Monday, October 02, 2006

Silly Shed

So, I decide to go to Philly for the evening. I get the train to Philly, spend the evening, and then get the train back to Princeton. No problems, until I get back to Princeton. I just miss the 'Dinky' train from Princeton Junction to Princeton. The horn toots as it leaves the platform.

So, I think to myself, 'Hey! the Dinky ride ain't too long. I'll walk it.'

So, I start walking into the New Jersey darkness. I reckon that if I follow the rail track I'll be fine. Only thing is, it's dark. But I persuade myself that sooner or later I'll see the bright lights of Princeton. Sooner or later, I decide I'm not going to see the bright lights of Princeton soon. I'm on Alexander Rd. I come to a junction I recognise, but the sign is for Trenton. I've just been there, and I don't want to go back.

So, I walk in the opposite direction. But I'm getting nowhere fast. My innate survival instincts kick in. Should I text one of my friends at the seminary? No, that would be embarrassing. Luckily, my survival instincts tell me that I know the way back to Princeton Junction station.

So, I get back on to Alexander Rd. I walk back to Princeton Junction station, just in time to hear the Dinky horn tooting as it leaves again for Princeton. I'm sweating, but I'm safe. I wait for the next ride, thinking about the New Jersey darkness that my survival instincts delivered me from.

So, I get back to Princeton on the next ride. I struggle along the street to Wawa for a coffee and donut. I need sugar fast. As I wander up the street to the seminary, I realise that I'm walking along Alexander Rd...

So, remember, don't be a silly Shed. Never go for a walk in a strange place at night, even if your sense of direction is as good as mine. All roads will take you places - few will take you where you want to go.

6 comments:

Simon Spencer said...

A story compellingly told - you are the Jeffrey Archer of theology students. Have you considered attaching a SatNav system to yourself?

David Shedden said...

That's my finest prose - you've got to read it with a Newark accent to get the tone, the mood, the drama. It was a close thing - one wrong turn, I could have been headline news in The Daily Princetonian - Scottish Seminary Student Astray - Friends and Family Said to be Distraught

Sheena said...

It could have been worse, you could have actually ended up in Trenton :0)

Jonathan said...

What a Philly Billy!

Paul Worth said...

Scotland needs Wawa!

New Jersey darkness - that can be scary...

flowerstarkles said...

yummy - wawa!!!!

Those dark nights - eek! You could almost cut them with a knife - hardly any street lights, but sometimes it is beautiful and starry!