Day: July 7, 2010

Bemused upon the Bus

Whilst schlepping from one time zone to another, there comes a time when you need to stop, take stock of your growing laundry pile and Do Something about It. For me, the moment in question coincided with my return to England: the land of upright showers and, more importantly, Primark.  I could wash my delicates but I would rather, for the sake of cultural immersion, just go shopping. Having survived my blitz through Europe and caught the 12 o’clock Oxford Express back to London, I am feeling quite accomplished (and therefore deserving of another treat).  Not that I have a proper job or a boyfriend of the happily-ever-after variety, not that I have a car or my own apartment or any of those things that normal people have to be proud of. Oh no. It’s better than all of that: I have reached a point where I can come to Europe and stay with friends.  No more youth hostels for this jetsetter-in-training.  No more guest houses in the middle of nowhere, or platform tents in …