"Thank you so much! For everything."

"Of course! Have a wonderful visit."

They do, at first, have a wonderful visit. Their parents are overjoyed to see them - they had been assuming they were dead, or taken never to return. Most of the brothers she remembers are alive, though two who died without children are waiting on resurrections and will likely be waiting a long time.  She has so many nieces and nephews she never knew she had.

"I'm so sorry, Anne," says her husband, when he sees her.

"For what, for being married again?"

"I thought you were dead."

"Well, hell, I was." From the ages of his children she wasn't when he remarried, but that's nothing to lose sleep over. "Anyway, you were better at keeping your vows than I was."

Her son is so tall. And so responsible, though she can't imagine who he got that from. She's never done a responsible thing in her life. Case in point: when she's gotten a fair bit of lovey dovey out of her system, and when her parents have begun to talk seriously with Catherine about whether she wouldn't rather stay in England with them and find some nice young man to settle down with, she begins plotting her revenge.

She tells her sister that she's remembered a long list of friends she'd like to visit who are now in London, and she'd like to spend another while paying visits to them. She does, in fact, go to London, and she does, in fact, visit friends, for perhaps a single afternoon. And then she looks around for a bus that's going to Akershus.

There aren't buses directly from London to elsewhere in this world, perhaps because someone expected, and wanted to mitigate, things like this. There are buses from London out into the multiverse, though.

Damn officials with their damn foresight. 

Fine, she'll take a bus somewhere else and see where that gets her.

She can take a bus to most places in the multiverse!! Not to Asgard, apparently, they restrict tourism, but to a bewildering number of other planets. "Just exploring?" asks the driver.

"Yeah! I've never been traveling before, it's great how many places there are to see. When I was a kid I had this big long list of places I wanted to see on my planet. Didn't really realize how impossible it'd be to actually go to them."

"You could go visit them on a different Earth? Revelation's really nice, and just two hops from here."

"Hey, maybe! I bet it'll be entirely different, though, I hear all the others are years and years in the future."

"They are, in Revelation I think it's 2200 or something. And there are angels and fairies and demons. But most of the ancient wonders of the world are still there and as nice as the day they were built, because of the demons."

"Huh. I dunno if that counts, but hey, what the heck? Can we get there from here?"

"Yeah, absolutely! You can probably get a daeva to be your guide while you're there in exchange for the language, they've got a whole system set up for that. I'll let you know when it's your stop."

Then she'll wait for her stop and observe the other passengers and attempt to formulate some sort of plan. 

Revelation has a big spacious gleaming bus transfer station. The bus driver points her at a kiosk - "that's the help desk, they'll be able to get you set up with a guide. Have a lovely time!" and then the bus bops off. Other buses bop in. Signs which she can't read would presumably tell her which ones go where. 

She feels like she's not going to get to Akershus today, but the more she finds out about the multiverse, the better her odds will be. 

She heads over to the help desk.

The guy at the helpdesk is attractive and clean-shaven and has three piercings in each ear and a weird, ridged nose. "Hey!" he says. "Welcome to Earth, do you have a tour guide booked?"

"I actually have only the vaguest idea what that even means."

"Oh man, sorry! Okay, so Earths all have their own flavor - something different going on with them. The thing going on with our Earth is that you can draw on the floor and summon daeva - angels, demons, and fairies. Summoning while you're here is not allowed, with a couple of exceptions. In particular, we've got a list of fairies in our tour guide program who want to learn alien languages, and you can summon them and get a tour of Earth in exchange for a token payment - what they're really getting in exchange are your native languages. If that's not of interest, you can also just take the shuttle to places you want to go."

"The fairy thing sounds... intriguing."

"It's pretty cool! Where're you from?"

"Scandinavia."

"What year?"

Shit, what year is it, if she's been dead for eight years then - "Ten thirty-two."

"Cool, I bet there'll be someone interested in ancient, uh, Scandinavian." He taps on a device. "How're you finding everything?"