I'm buying a train ticket tomorrow and i need to be able to pay only a childs ticket, I'm only 15 but nearly 16 and have no proof of identity so i need tips on how to make me look younger please :D
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Wear no makeup. Maybe put your hair in pigtails, cheesy, but it seriously might work. Also, you could wear clothes that look more younger. (=
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use pink hair bows with pony tails and wear a shirt with a bear on it. this stupid just pay the money
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are you a guy or girl?
if a girl don't wear make up , put your hair in a middle parting and streighten it.
if guy were like a superman top or something like that.
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Wear a hoodie, if your a girl, that way they cant see your growing boobs. Most kid's these day's look older anyways.
NO MAKE UP.
Attemp to straighten your hair, but make it look kinda bad.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Can I get a train ticket refund?
I missed my train because my bus to the train station was 20 min late. My train ticket was £20 can I get a refund? and who do I request one from?
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If the bus was operated by the rail company you might. Otherwise you may well see on the ticket that it is not refundable and probably completely your own fault you missed it so why should it be?
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The train company cannot be held responsible for the bus being late. Ask at the station ticket office or contact the train company
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you should always allow time just in case i always get the bus before to make sure i am at the station in time for the train so they may say you can get arefund less adim charge worth trying
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If the bus was operated by the rail company you might. Otherwise you may well see on the ticket that it is not refundable and probably completely your own fault you missed it so why should it be?
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The train company cannot be held responsible for the bus being late. Ask at the station ticket office or contact the train company
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you should always allow time just in case i always get the bus before to make sure i am at the station in time for the train so they may say you can get arefund less adim charge worth trying
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
How much is a train ticket between ARLES and AVIGNON,down in good old PROVENCE?
I AM HOLIDAYING THERE IN MAY,AND I DO NOT HAVE TRANSPORT
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Try looking at the SNCF (French Railways) page in English, www.sncf.co.uk.
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A 2nd class adult return between Arles and Avignon Centre (as opposed to Avignon TGV, which is about 6 km out of the town centre) is €6.60 by TER regional train, for a train ride of about 14-18 minutes. Be careful when planning a trip as there are some nasty 2-hour gaps in the timetable, and at other times SNCF will offer you tickets to use a bus which takes something like 80 minutes!
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Try looking at the SNCF (French Railways) page in English, www.sncf.co.uk.
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A 2nd class adult return between Arles and Avignon Centre (as opposed to Avignon TGV, which is about 6 km out of the town centre) is €6.60 by TER regional train, for a train ride of about 14-18 minutes. Be careful when planning a trip as there are some nasty 2-hour gaps in the timetable, and at other times SNCF will offer you tickets to use a bus which takes something like 80 minutes!
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Hostel/Guest House 3 weeks in japan! under 2000 yen per night? HELP!!?
Hi there. I am going to japan in June with a friend, and we are searching for a cheap place to live. we are staying there 3 weeks (21 days). And we have already spent money on the fly tickets..
We are going to buy a 1 week rail pass ticket if u don't have any other good ideas to travel in japan ;).
So i really want to know a cheap place to live for under 2000 yen per night or 4000 yen for 2 people, and also if u know a place to rent a 3 weeks guest room which not cost more than 60000 yen is even better :D
And if someone could share prices of a bus or train "simple tickets" from Tokyo and such place, would be grateful!
And I Thanks you guys a lot if u could help me, thanks in advance ;)
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2000 yen per day for the food or for entire trip ?
2000 yen per day might be a little too low. u can definitely survive on it. but u probably wont enjoy your trip with this kinda budget.
i recommend u set aside roughly around 5k yen a day for miscelleneous spending e.g drinks, short trip travelling, snacks, meals.
with 2k u can definitely get enough to eat. no worries about that, simply pop into any nearby yoshinoya, mac or those fast food japanese stores but u probably wont get anything really fantastic. would recommend u budget abit more for food as tokyo really has alot of stuff to see and eat. no point spending like 800 bucks to fly there and everyday try to scrimp 3 bucks by eating cheap ramen and other stuff. you might get pretty stale of that.
a great tip on how to save money would be to head to any major departmental store in japan and recce the food basement (usually B1). most departmental stores would locate a supermarket and a giant food stall area. usually after 8pm can get food at 30-50% discount. great offers on food, croquettes and other nice stuff. my friend risked it on a 70 bucks shashmi set (u.p 140) and said it was fresher than anything he ate in singapore(even after a day on the counter). worth a shot
dont stay in tokyo for 3 weeks. i spent 10 days there and i thoroughly felt i wasted most of me trip. would recommend that you explore other parts of japan. tokyo is nice and has much to offer but i am really not a city person. too crowded and pretty much the same as any other modern metropolis can offer you, shoppping, gimmicky ovverated tourist attractions and more shopping. visit ueno park and yasukuni shrine for a taste of the alternative. ghibli museum is a definite must go for anime fans.
would recommend u go to the JTB travel bureau at liang court and ask about the summer SEISHUN 18 ticket. it is 5k yen. and has 5 space for chops. 1 trip per person = 1 chop. it can be used by any person under 25. u can use it to take the non-rapid shinkansen (kodoma) to anywhere else in japan. but be prepared for longer transit times and change trains. very useful for exploring further places such as kyoto and yokohoma without the expense of a J-rail pass
We are going to buy a 1 week rail pass ticket if u don't have any other good ideas to travel in japan ;).
So i really want to know a cheap place to live for under 2000 yen per night or 4000 yen for 2 people, and also if u know a place to rent a 3 weeks guest room which not cost more than 60000 yen is even better :D
And if someone could share prices of a bus or train "simple tickets" from Tokyo and such place, would be grateful!
And I Thanks you guys a lot if u could help me, thanks in advance ;)
Answer :
2000 yen per day for the food or for entire trip ?
2000 yen per day might be a little too low. u can definitely survive on it. but u probably wont enjoy your trip with this kinda budget.
i recommend u set aside roughly around 5k yen a day for miscelleneous spending e.g drinks, short trip travelling, snacks, meals.
with 2k u can definitely get enough to eat. no worries about that, simply pop into any nearby yoshinoya, mac or those fast food japanese stores but u probably wont get anything really fantastic. would recommend u budget abit more for food as tokyo really has alot of stuff to see and eat. no point spending like 800 bucks to fly there and everyday try to scrimp 3 bucks by eating cheap ramen and other stuff. you might get pretty stale of that.
a great tip on how to save money would be to head to any major departmental store in japan and recce the food basement (usually B1). most departmental stores would locate a supermarket and a giant food stall area. usually after 8pm can get food at 30-50% discount. great offers on food, croquettes and other nice stuff. my friend risked it on a 70 bucks shashmi set (u.p 140) and said it was fresher than anything he ate in singapore(even after a day on the counter). worth a shot
dont stay in tokyo for 3 weeks. i spent 10 days there and i thoroughly felt i wasted most of me trip. would recommend that you explore other parts of japan. tokyo is nice and has much to offer but i am really not a city person. too crowded and pretty much the same as any other modern metropolis can offer you, shoppping, gimmicky ovverated tourist attractions and more shopping. visit ueno park and yasukuni shrine for a taste of the alternative. ghibli museum is a definite must go for anime fans.
would recommend u go to the JTB travel bureau at liang court and ask about the summer SEISHUN 18 ticket. it is 5k yen. and has 5 space for chops. 1 trip per person = 1 chop. it can be used by any person under 25. u can use it to take the non-rapid shinkansen (kodoma) to anywhere else in japan. but be prepared for longer transit times and change trains. very useful for exploring further places such as kyoto and yokohoma without the expense of a J-rail pass
Thursday, March 11, 2010
What do anyone think about my essays is it any good?
ok i need someone to anaylise my essays to know if it any good
plz be honest!!
As I catch a glimpse of the big illuminated blue and red golden gate that read ‘Peter Pan’s Fairytale Resort’ at the entrance of the funfair, my eyes wondered around the multitude of people and the feeling of excitement tingled in my unsettled stomach. I feel warmed by the direct rays of the sun and I sniff the sweet, crispy highly enjoyable breeze that swept to my direction, blowing my soft, curly hair to frenzy.
I inhaled the exotic, spicy, colourful, eye-catching smell of roasted chicken kebabs as I ahead to the ticket stall; I gaze at the large crowd of people jostling and running hysterical, trying to get to the ticket stall first.
The ticket manger shouts exasperatedly at the multitudinous crowd and there is a very silent yet tense atmosphere. The ticket manger’s name was Ben Andrews, it was written boldly in his faded white and red-stripped uniform. He had a dirty scowl on his crinkled corrugated face that made me very intimidated and uncomfortable.
I notice a man dressed in a bright-multicoloured Hawaiian beach shirt with khaki shorts, he was reading a Metro newspaper as he sips his glass of chilled orange juice in the Bailey’s café just around the corner of the funfair.
I spot a woman with bulging shopping bags trying clumsily to clean the ice cream residue on the shirt of her little toddler, “Stand still Benjamin!” she said frustrated by the fact that Benjamin was in no means ready to cooperate. I caught a sight of three triplets dressed in identical blue Cinderella costumes, licking pink, fluffy, sticky candyfloss as they danced and swirled energetically to the pop music that belted the air.
Everything looks so surreal; in short an idyllic English holiday funfair of the sort you might think exists only in children’s storybooks. I whiffed the scrumptious, appetizing hamburgers that were stuffed with spicy grilled chicken and melting cheddar and my stomach begins to rumble for food. But my inquisitive nostrils is immediately irritated by the appalling smell of murky, stale dark milky chocolate of puke that spread across the pavement of the arcade.
The arcade is full of middle-aged tourist drinking large cans of booze, gambling with coin slots and laughing to obscene jokes more to my utter discomfort. I stare at a little girl holding tightly to the wrist of her mother and eye fixed on getting the last orange teddy bear left in the teddy bear crane machine. Her hair was bright with sunshine but her face, which was full like her mother’s only pale rose pink instead of cream, wore a stern brooding look that her little small nose made almost hawk like. A moment later, she opened her eyes widely and I could see the huge grin of achievement plastered against her oval face as she hugged the stuffed teddy. “ C’mon Lindsay lets go so we don’t miss the bus again!” the mother said irritably. I watched them aimlessly as they disappeared into the massive crowd, shoving and striding in circles.
I notice a tourist tossing greasy fried chips to the seagulls in the water parks resort and I am almost run into a jaywalking family slurping on soggy cones of thawing vanilla flavoured ice cream.
I head to the marigold rides, when the big spooky Ghost Train at the corner of the funfair distracts me. I gawk at the black and white ghouls and goblins of the Devil’s ghost train which stand against the crystal blue sky promising to bring doom, dread and danger to all those who dare to enter.
Cold sweat trickled down my neck as I entered the frightening ‘Devil’s Ghost train’. I feel very nauseous and uneasy, my palms become very sweaty and my legs begin to shake uncontrollably. As I strap myself to a seat I could see a lots of bats hanging from the side of the gigantic curvy roller coaster and the locking bars were as hard and sharp as skeleton bones. My head begins to turn upside down and I feel an adrenaline rushing down my spine for a second. Clammy corridors pitted the monster filled alcoves, dangling cobwebs and cackling creatures flashing before my eyes. I hear the piercing whistle of the rusted black engine screeching simultaneously in my ears.
I glanced to my opposite direction, where I see a clown dressed in yellow fancy baggy multicoloured dotted costume trying to engage the young children who crowded him. I see two teenager couple smooching and caressing each other as they share popcorn and a coke. There is a lot of colourful neon lighting that I could not really fix my gaze on one particular direction.
A loud voice calls out to my left. A bald man with long stained white apron with bulging stomach and a large unshaved moustache bellowed to the jovial crowd; I head to the store to buy some toffee apples. As I devour the enticing hot toffee apples, the thick sticky brown caramel toffee dissolves in my tongue and I munch the mouth-watering crunchy apples.
plz be honest!!
As I catch a glimpse of the big illuminated blue and red golden gate that read ‘Peter Pan’s Fairytale Resort’ at the entrance of the funfair, my eyes wondered around the multitude of people and the feeling of excitement tingled in my unsettled stomach. I feel warmed by the direct rays of the sun and I sniff the sweet, crispy highly enjoyable breeze that swept to my direction, blowing my soft, curly hair to frenzy.
I inhaled the exotic, spicy, colourful, eye-catching smell of roasted chicken kebabs as I ahead to the ticket stall; I gaze at the large crowd of people jostling and running hysterical, trying to get to the ticket stall first.
The ticket manger shouts exasperatedly at the multitudinous crowd and there is a very silent yet tense atmosphere. The ticket manger’s name was Ben Andrews, it was written boldly in his faded white and red-stripped uniform. He had a dirty scowl on his crinkled corrugated face that made me very intimidated and uncomfortable.
I notice a man dressed in a bright-multicoloured Hawaiian beach shirt with khaki shorts, he was reading a Metro newspaper as he sips his glass of chilled orange juice in the Bailey’s café just around the corner of the funfair.
I spot a woman with bulging shopping bags trying clumsily to clean the ice cream residue on the shirt of her little toddler, “Stand still Benjamin!” she said frustrated by the fact that Benjamin was in no means ready to cooperate. I caught a sight of three triplets dressed in identical blue Cinderella costumes, licking pink, fluffy, sticky candyfloss as they danced and swirled energetically to the pop music that belted the air.
Everything looks so surreal; in short an idyllic English holiday funfair of the sort you might think exists only in children’s storybooks. I whiffed the scrumptious, appetizing hamburgers that were stuffed with spicy grilled chicken and melting cheddar and my stomach begins to rumble for food. But my inquisitive nostrils is immediately irritated by the appalling smell of murky, stale dark milky chocolate of puke that spread across the pavement of the arcade.
The arcade is full of middle-aged tourist drinking large cans of booze, gambling with coin slots and laughing to obscene jokes more to my utter discomfort. I stare at a little girl holding tightly to the wrist of her mother and eye fixed on getting the last orange teddy bear left in the teddy bear crane machine. Her hair was bright with sunshine but her face, which was full like her mother’s only pale rose pink instead of cream, wore a stern brooding look that her little small nose made almost hawk like. A moment later, she opened her eyes widely and I could see the huge grin of achievement plastered against her oval face as she hugged the stuffed teddy. “ C’mon Lindsay lets go so we don’t miss the bus again!” the mother said irritably. I watched them aimlessly as they disappeared into the massive crowd, shoving and striding in circles.
I notice a tourist tossing greasy fried chips to the seagulls in the water parks resort and I am almost run into a jaywalking family slurping on soggy cones of thawing vanilla flavoured ice cream.
I head to the marigold rides, when the big spooky Ghost Train at the corner of the funfair distracts me. I gawk at the black and white ghouls and goblins of the Devil’s ghost train which stand against the crystal blue sky promising to bring doom, dread and danger to all those who dare to enter.
Cold sweat trickled down my neck as I entered the frightening ‘Devil’s Ghost train’. I feel very nauseous and uneasy, my palms become very sweaty and my legs begin to shake uncontrollably. As I strap myself to a seat I could see a lots of bats hanging from the side of the gigantic curvy roller coaster and the locking bars were as hard and sharp as skeleton bones. My head begins to turn upside down and I feel an adrenaline rushing down my spine for a second. Clammy corridors pitted the monster filled alcoves, dangling cobwebs and cackling creatures flashing before my eyes. I hear the piercing whistle of the rusted black engine screeching simultaneously in my ears.
I glanced to my opposite direction, where I see a clown dressed in yellow fancy baggy multicoloured dotted costume trying to engage the young children who crowded him. I see two teenager couple smooching and caressing each other as they share popcorn and a coke. There is a lot of colourful neon lighting that I could not really fix my gaze on one particular direction.
A loud voice calls out to my left. A bald man with long stained white apron with bulging stomach and a large unshaved moustache bellowed to the jovial crowd; I head to the store to buy some toffee apples. As I devour the enticing hot toffee apples, the thick sticky brown caramel toffee dissolves in my tongue and I munch the mouth-watering crunchy apples.
Best time to buy Australia train ticket?
I will be traveling ( I am a student) with a senior citizen in July-August in Australia. I've realized that transportation fees are very high. What are the best deals for traveling by train and is there a best time to buy the cheapest ticket? If so, how?
I know that as a student, I can get a 50% discount with an international student card, but is there a way to get a senior discount for the train too?
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I believe Only Australian Seniors can get discounts on the train . There is no best time to get the tickets The prices stay the same unless of course when there is a fare increase . If you are outside of Australia you may get a cheaper deal through a travel agent in your Country .
I know that as a student, I can get a 50% discount with an international student card, but is there a way to get a senior discount for the train too?
Answer :
I believe Only Australian Seniors can get discounts on the train . There is no best time to get the tickets The prices stay the same unless of course when there is a fare increase . If you are outside of Australia you may get a cheaper deal through a travel agent in your Country .
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