[Monica1]

Funny how things that are posted jog memories of things long past. In the early 000’s. I also attended a conference in Marseille. My daughter in law. Was broke and had some problems so I gave her my train ticket and I took the coach. 24 hours cramped with also no leg room, and I am tall. Never again. On return my legs were really swollen and took a day or two to go down. We live and learn those never again moments, and my poor daughter in law ended up staying in what she thought was cheap accommodation to find it was a very rough brothel with fights and all sorts going on….