ha! this reminded me of 1969 when i rode from my english boarding school to my parent's flat in paris, france. my dad was working from the UK embassy, helping t

ha! this reminded me of 1969 when i rode from my english boarding school to my parent's flat in paris, france. my dad was working from the UK embassy, helping to organise the RAF stuff at the paris airshow. i was about 15. i got down to dover and across the channel ok, but at calais the trains were all screwed up. i had a seat reserved but it was filled with an elderly frenchwoman in full black regalia who womanfully resisted all efforts of me and the train conductor to pry her out of it. i retreated to the loo (train was packed) and spent the next hour or so pretending dire gastric problems.