To set the scene, I was on my first inter-rail trip in 1987 aged twenty-two with my mate Poll. Three days into the trip, Poll had lost his passport near Munich and had to be issued an emergency one by the British Consulate, designed to get us home by the most direct route. Undeterred, we […]
Inter-rail trips two and three took me to Scandinavia, the first in 1989 with Poll again and the second in 1992 with Hamish, who was to become my regular travel buddy over the last three decades. The scenery was absolutely stunning and some of the feats of engineering to cut train lines into the dramatic […]
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