Thursday, 29 March 2018

"Swag", Cécile says

She was a bit cold (and tipsy in the most charming of ways after three glasses of champagne at the ambassador's residence), so I put my sweater on her while waiting for the train after a lovely rendez-vous where we touched upon love, culture and broken trains. I assure you - I made at least 52 train and flight searches to get tickets to southern Sweden. It's Easter, so not only were the tickets few and on the wrong times, but watching the prices rocket was like a good day at Nasdaq, except I didn't have the stocks. Then it came: a broken wagon shortened my route and now I am eating pastry and drinking tea in first class. 

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