London Calling.

Bonjour et bien venue.

Well I made it back ‘Daan Saaarf’ and in the process proved beyond any doubt that coaches, for me,  are no longer an option. Perhaps it is with age that I no longer wish to compromise on comfort but whatever it is I’m more than happy with it. That’s right, my friends; at the age of 30 and three quarters I have come to the decision that, no matter how good a saving it seems, I no longer travel by coaches for long trips! Add to that my refusal to stay in hostels when on holiday and we see that my transition into middle age is running along smoothly. 

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