Homeward bound

Waiting for the Eurostar at Paris Gare de Nord on a hot afternoon. I do love train travel. I went for a soft drink in one of the cafes outside opposite as I’d arrived on time and had a couple of hours in hand. The slowest part of check in was the stupid UK e-passport readers that had clearly not been taught how to read properly! Back at Kings Cross it was raining and a fatality closed the lines north so a slow a disjointed end to my journey- I fell into the shower and bed after 11pm at the end of a stunning adventure.