Back on the Eurostar this evening. Finally headed home, yet returning to a very different country.
All change, all change.
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September 2022
It’s raining in Paris. Literally, and quite possibly metaphorically, too.
She’s been very clear, and she’s got a bold plan. So that’s all good then.
Went into the local bar and ordered a drink, entirely in Portuguese. My 8 day streak on Duolingo has paid dividends. Cheers!
Find myself tantalisingly close to the Spanish border in Valença, Portugal. Was on the delayed train from Porto to Vigo, but it’s broken down. Now we wait for a bus. A sprinkling of adventure!