WalMart has come to London. Called ASDA.
The London skyline is so very different, once it started it seems to go pell mell. It will look like Shanghai soon and not LONDON. And, nothing prettier than the English countryside.
Pubs are called that because they are public meeting places.
So nice to be called - love- and I can hear caring in voices. Not all the time, that would not be reality. So many accents that I cannot identify.
How do you cross the English Chanel thru the Chunnel on a bus? Each bus is sealed in a silver compartment, connected like a train. Feels like being inside a Russian doll. There is a sign for toilets, have not figured out how that works. I am on the iDBUS, a new and comfy subsidiary of SNCF, French rail. Viva la France. The bus has the biggest windows ever and a camera in the front which is televised on screens for us to see where we are. I have the front seat, only three on the bus, like the front on a London double decker.
No comments:
Post a Comment