Bout the taxi driver and the train. Just had a butty off the nice people. OJ and two tins of diet coke aint sobriety fun. Its all new to me. (Well relatively, I reflect that this is my first sober train journey in years). Once again smug self satisfaction rings out. I have left my 3G card at home so minimal surfing for me I think. Anyway tonight and tomorrow I am tourist at large. Or large tourist. Looking foward to it in the extreme.
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