I had a lovely meal with Mum, Dad, Hana and Makoto before leaving for the Eurostar.
I tried to approach France with an un-biased opinion but the French, they are not helping themselves!
I got my ticket, hopped on the train and settled myself down for a pleasant journey. The couple opposite me on my table seat seemed nice enough at first if a little French, I was willing to not hold that against them.
After about ten minuets the lady opposite me decided she did not want the adverts or supplement in her magazine so she dropped them on the floor. Then like the generous person she clearly was decided to kick them all over to my side of the table and stretch her legs out. In the good mood I was in I did not see this as a problem, I just picked up all the guff and tucked my legs under my chair.
I was quite happy reading my book, until I stood up to get something out of my bag.
I looked down and she had spread her legs out so far I couldn't even sit down and would not move them so I was sitting side saddle. This was getting silly. So I took back my space by knocking her legs gently, regaining my territory. She then stretched out again, pushing into my leg and resting her other foot on mine...
A quick kick from me and a yelp from her and justice was resumed.
On a lighter note I met loads of great people in the hostel from all over the world and got to hear all about what it was like as a local in Singapore.
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