Senior Railcard, Twilight Bag Drop, Wetherspoons for Breakfast and Ben’s Buses
The alarm went off at 5.20am. I am not a morning person but London beckoned for the Friday ahead of the long awaited (it’s the best part of a year since we last got back) ski trip. S dropped me at Peterborough Station and once onboard the train a (actually two) very nice stewards served me tea, a bacon roll and a satsuma on the 50min train journey to Kings Cross. From there things were a little slower and the Lizzy line does not do refreshments to seats which is a shame but entirely understandable. The working day was book(train)ended with the Stansted Express from Liverpool Street to the Airport. Not being peak hours this meant I could use my Senior Railcard for the first time. I met S at the Radisson Blu, the car was safely ensconced in the multi storey and all our bags were piled on a trolley in our room. I avoided the trolley and luggage negotiation nightmare in England but checked in to our French hotel...