Well yesterday I travelled and
travelled and travelled all day….it was quite tiring. I thin it’s
lucky that I don’t get pissed off when travelling anymore (If I was
delayed or whatever I used to get totally psycho)…now when I heard
that my Eurostar had been cancelled I just smiled, sparked a big blunt,
had a beer and chilled out (without the blunt or the beer).
door to door it took me about 13 hours to get home, covering 8
different modes of transport (can you guess them kids?)…happy to be
Then we had a cool dinner before my sister, her mate and one of our
mutual friends (and me of course) went to the pub and got drunk. Sweet.
the tram in Grenoble I met James the Barman from Couche Tard…and he
was heading to London as well so we travelled together – sweet! It was
really nice to have someone to chat to at the stations etc (because we
weren’t sitting together, our tickets already had numbers).
Eurostar *IN MY CARRIAGE* was a girl from Warwick who is spending a
year in Paris who was in a load of my classes last year sweetx2! We
chatted from Paris to Calais and it really made the time fly. Also she
made it clear that everyone taking a year out is having a great time,
not just the Grenoble posse.
-When I got home – I found some videos that I’d ordered…