...is where I am. You see, this train I'm on to London-King's Cross (the 10:30am
East Coast out of Waverley) has free WiFi, and it's a freaking dream. Zipping by fields
of sheep, green hills with leftover snow drifts, the occasional peek of coastline (such
as in the video above), and I've got a table and outlet to boot. It's times like this that
drive me closer, bit-by-bit, to assuming the expat life in a country that has its
transportation shit together.
East Coast out of Waverley) has free WiFi, and it's a freaking dream. Zipping by fields
of sheep, green hills with leftover snow drifts, the occasional peek of coastline (such
as in the video above), and I've got a table and outlet to boot. It's times like this that
drive me closer, bit-by-bit, to assuming the expat life in a country that has its
transportation shit together.
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