A far nicer building....Christ what a busy place this is....been here half an hour and haven't seen anybody I know.
And the next adventure for the buggered old geezer and carer!
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Get a mask on quick in case you do
DANE
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You heading any further south Gerard ?
Hmmmmmm.....
aN egg old boy!
Next....
To...
To...
And to our lodgings....
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A donder through Paris's answer to Tobermory...
And a view of Grand Ben....actually part of Gare de Lyon...
down to La Seine...
down to La Seine...
and back via a bier....
Long day....warning...if you are not interested in trains, go elsewhere....there will be a few.....
What an excellent adventure! The only time I've been on a proper sleeper was in 1991 travelling from London to Barcelona - actually a two day epic nightmare journey from Brighton, where we lived then, to Tremp in the Pyrenees, where we live now,. Long story as short as possible: train, Underground (to and from a job interview at the Maltese embassy), boat train, ferry, bus (to entrain off of the track side to avoid a dockers strike at Calais), the actual sleeper train which stopped in Paris on Bastile night and loaded dozens of pissed Germans, no breakfast or services of any kind, forced off the train at Montpelier where hundreds of French girl guides were entrained taking all of our seats, dumped in Perpignan station for hours with no information (I understood it to be a through train to Barcelona) and no facilities whatsoever.
From then on an antique and appalling squalid train to the frontier at Port Bou where once though the passport/customs check the bar staff outnumbered the passengers by about three to one but we only had about ninety seconds to pick up as much tapas and beer as we could carry ... another squalid Spanish train stopping at all stations to Barcelona Sants, which had proper restaurants back then as well as pickpockets then as now, then change trains at Lleida for the last train on the branch line up to Tremp, still an hour and a half away ( thirty-two hours travelling by this point, where Polly was waiting on the platform looking down the line only for to walk up behind her and tap her on the shoulder having travelled the last twenty kms by coach as the line was blocked by a landslide- the arrival was bang on time though!
But I still love trains
From then on an antique and appalling squalid train to the frontier at Port Bou where once though the passport/customs check the bar staff outnumbered the passengers by about three to one but we only had about ninety seconds to pick up as much tapas and beer as we could carry ... another squalid Spanish train stopping at all stations to Barcelona Sants, which had proper restaurants back then as well as pickpockets then as now, then change trains at Lleida for the last train on the branch line up to Tremp, still an hour and a half away ( thirty-two hours travelling by this point, where Polly was waiting on the platform looking down the line only for to walk up behind her and tap her on the shoulder having travelled the last twenty kms by coach as the line was blocked by a landslide- the arrival was bang on time though!
But I still love trains
