Marseille to Paris - France Marseille had been a great success. Rut was more than happy to watch Argentina beat Wales for her first international rugby match and I got to see England scrape past Fiji with yet another far from impressive display. Still, both our teams had won, and we boarded the train to …
Lille to Marseille - France The story begins in Lille, a city that appeared notoriously difficult to get accommodation six months in advance, and one that did I didn’t have high expectations of. Five married guys and I were visiting for the final group stages of the Rugby World Cup, and somehow it fell on …
Isle of Skye - United Kingdom It’s 1995 and I’m with Pa back at one of my favourite spots as a young boy, Beacon Hill. The country park is huge, sitting high and proud above the Leicestershire countryside with large slabs of ancient volcanic rock to traverse and explore that I did with gusto and …
Fremantle - Australia I felt like a new man waking from an eight-hour coma in a bed which was spacious, didn’t move around, was in large room, and didn’t have a train manager informing me over an intercom that breakfast was being served in the dining car. I said previously that the Indian Pacific had …
Sydney to Perth - Australia I like a treat but sometimes I don’t know what to do when I get one. The Indian Pacific was a prime example of this. A train journey travelling between Sydney and Perth taking three days and nights with two locomotives clocking up 4,352 kilometres at a maximum speed of …
