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That was my time in the UK whizzing past at a bit over the speed of sound. I fly back in the morning. I should rightly be in bed already. I for some reason thought I had a flight back … Continue reading
Tag Archives: Train Station
Looking Back
I have no idea where to begin. I really haven’t properly logged my experience in Cornwall, and I don’t have my notes with me and I’m bushed. For the moment, we’ll leave it at incredible. Newquay was a gorgeous piece of … Continue reading
Paris Maybe Not
Arrived back I’m London late afternoon to a bit of an issue. There was a fire in the tunnel under the English channel. All service today canceled. A descision on tomorrow to be made overnight. I’m at the train station … Continue reading
One Dollar, One Dollar
Okay, so after yesterday´s post was some laying about. I tried to find the starting point of the bus tour but failed. Either not the right place or I expect things to be on time, which is not per se … Continue reading
National Lampoons European Vacation or Return to Roma
Brandy and I got up this morning. The room still wasn’t what either of us would call hot but far warmer than anything we’d experienced to date in Sorrento. We briefly saw the night clerk last night when we got … Continue reading
Pompeii, Napoli, and the Continued Cold
One more full day in Sorrento and one night to go. The room has remained cold. It’s not so cold that one truly wants to go outside and sleep on the grates, but I can not imagine recommending the place … Continue reading
By The Skin of our teeth
Where to start? I’ll save some suspense and first describe where I am because this alone is a unique experience. The only night time internet spot in Sorrento as far as we can tell is a club. We laughed last … Continue reading
Here Comes The Rain Again
Well, I’m batting zero on getting up early. If I get up as late tomorrow as I did today, Brandy will be waiting alone in the train station! In other words, I woke up after 10am. I was up late. … Continue reading
A Pilgrim’s Tale
End of day 3… Wait, I guess I should begin at the end of Day 2, since I left at the beginning of said day… I didn’t do the B’ham Palace and Westminster deal. I had done both before and … Continue reading
Day 3 – Edinburgh
By and large doing well. My feet are about walked off. I can’t imagine how many miles a day I’ve walked. I know I won’t be walking for the rest of the week when I get back. I don’t think … Continue reading
