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After dinner — although mostly a liquid one — we made our way back to Victoria Coach Station. When we arrived there, quite a lot of people were already waiting for our bus, so for the first time, I was not one of the first to board it.
It didn’t make much of a difference though, since we had the same berths as last time, and no one sleeping on the berth above us.
So, next stop: Glasgow.
Goodnight!
We arrived in London at the scheduled hour after all, so we had time to go to BrewDog Clapham Junction, the one we didn’t make it to when we spent a couple of days in The City.
Waiting for my Psycho Chilly now, the Sunday specialty of this bar…
No further delays in the Eurotunnel, so we’re on our way to London, only 15 minutes behind on schedule, according to the MegaBus driver.
(photo by h–na)
And we’re off to Scotland again!
French border control went faster than ever, but the British decided to let their sniffer dog have a go at us and our stuff first… Nothing was found though, so without any further interruption we can continue to the Eurotunnel terminal.
I picked the wrong city this week… 😉
