London for the 1st time

Part of my soul journey was to become a travel agent & help peeps fulfill their dreams. This came about because I had had such odd experiences on my long journeys in different lands.

Even being picked up from London Gatwick in the 60’s turned into a mix-up. One party arrived at the airport & I was so grateful for the ride to stay with my friend who lived near Chelsea….At the same time however my mother had unwittingly arranged for my brother (with another friend in tow) to meet the Gatwick train at Victoria Station. I had presumably made the 1st arrangement.

These things happen to everyone!

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suzambia

Travel journalist interested in world politics with particular reference to linguistics & ethnic variations. Humanist.

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