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A Brief Stay In Paris: The Journey Begins
If like me you’re a lover of train travel, a trip on Eurostar always feels special. Maybe it’s something to do with us Brits being islanders, but the very thought of boarding a train in one country and leaving it in another is one which is full of excitement and possibly even romance. However we’re just a little bit gutted to find we’ve been allocated the only seats in the carriage which aren’t next to a window – somewhat bizarrely, this is the THIRD successive Eurostar trip where this has happened. Given that there’s 90-odd seats in a carriage we are either seriously unlucky or we’re missing the clues when…
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Not A Good Time To Head To Paris?
Well here we are at that exciting time, the last day at home before we set off on our next adventure, the day when the backpacks get packed, the fridge gets emptied and the itching of the feet reaches fever point. Except this time there’s a succession of items which have us scouring the news stories and checking and re-checking websites for the latest updates. Our first point of call on this next adventure is Paris, and it can’t have passed many people by that this may not be quite the best time ever to visit that enchanting city. But first, there’s industrial action on the railways in the UK.…
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Next: A Journey To The Centre Of The Earth
We’ve been back in England for a month now, easily long enough for the feet to get substantially itchy and for the wanderlust to grow. Both Michaela and I are more than ready for our next adventure, bursting at the seams to get cracking again, and the other day I swear I heard our backpacks squealing “lemme out, lemme out” from inside the wardrobe. It’s been great to catch up with family and friends, wonderful to see my beautiful granddaughters, for Michaela to have “Mum time”, great to see Cornwall again and, of course, good to have a few English ales, but it’s travelling that sets us free and as…
