Planes, trains and automobiles

Attempting to make it to Slough during rush hour morning traffic for an important meeting is an adventure on it's own. First, I get lost in the train station. Then, I hop on the wrong train going to London. I get lucky enough to jump off at Maidenhead with enough time to catch the next train to Slough (which I refer to as the armpit of England) to make it to my meeting promptly. Upon arriving at the train station, I hail a taxi with a foreign driver (just like in New York City- wonders about some secret taxi service conspiracy). Can't complain I did make it to my meeting intact and with 30 minutes to spare! Tune in next time when I finally figure out how public transport works...