SATURDAY MORNING, 09:23
The St Pancras champagne bar is a convenient assembly point from which one can literally drop from the stool into the train bound for Paris (Belgium is not a country, but also a destination).
The train ride (or is it "Ryde" in Eurospeak nouveau?) itself felt more like a walk on clouds thanks to the spiritual help Made in France, than the usual 'ride of the valkyries' between the two cities.
The St Pancras champagne bar is a convenient assembly point from which one can literally drop from the stool into the train bound for Paris (Belgium is not a country, but also a destination).
Between the three of us travellers the 'damage' remained within civil limits; this time.
The train ride (or is it "Ryde" in Eurospeak nouveau?) itself felt more like a walk on clouds thanks to the spiritual help Made in France, than the usual 'ride of the valkyries' between the two cities.
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