Yes, it caught on fire. Just when you think things are starting to make sense -- you know, you're coming to terms with what life gives you -- life says, "No, I've got something different in mind..."
The driver of the train was not very helpful. No announcement, practically no direction, other than the most helpful announcement of "stay away from the fire."
London Fire showed up and got everyone off the tracks and on to the streets of the neighborhood. Would have been nice of the train company to make some announcement by now.
Update: (an indeterminate period of time later...)
Oh, two buses came to take people to another couple of train stations. A load of us didn't fit. A Third bus came later to take the rest of us to Slough (the 'ough' pronounced like 'ow') train station and I made my way to Oxford from there.
So, to get from Chicago, USA, to Oxford, England, only takes two planes, a train, another train (on fire), a bus, another train (not on fire) and a taxi.
Neat, huh?
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