There is a plan.
Plans are nothing; planning is everything Sunday nights exist to prepare for the week. In our case 3 weeks. Last purchases have been made. The promise that everything will be ready to fly out the door to catch a train. Yes a train, not a plane or a boat a 3 trains. We are off to on a walking holiday, a a few days clambering the hills of Spain. A time or reflection, introspection with the harmony with nature around. How do we start? On a bloody train, actually 3 trains. Yep. Simple Milton Keynes to London to Paris to Barcelona. Relaxing my arse! Step 1. London transfer Euston to St Pancras , decision to yomp between stations or hussle through the tube with rucksacks big enough to do Everest! Step 2 . Eurostar check-in at St Pancras is so much fun. If we get on the train on time we can relax for a couple of hours (don't forget we gain an hour but not the time) then it Paris. Step 3. Paris. Not just Paris but a taxi run between Paris Nord and P aris Gare de Lyon, did ...