‘Are you kidding me, Sir?’ Enraged at the airline representative calling to deliver the bad news. ‘Why won’t you let me on this plane, I need to get home for my sister’s wedding dress appointment,’ I’d never really been this late home before.
One week ago today I set off on my first Eurostar adventure to the romantic city of Paris. I can’t tell you how easy it was to get the train from St Pancras International. We set off rather early to get the most of the weekend; leaving London at 7.31am. Getting through security with a morning coffee was as easy as 1,2,3. I fell asleep about 15minutes in the trip, and woke up around 30mins before arriving in Paris Nord station. Yes, that’s right. I slept through my first channel tunnel experience. Still, after a sleepy start, we were off on an adventure to experience the french underground transport, the…