epic

it started wth a cadbury creme egg,

progressed to pimm's cup

and before i knew it, i was happily connecting the dots on a tattoo.

 most epic train ride ever.

let me start at the beginning. took the train last weekend and requested for the quiet carriage like i usually do. however, not only did i not get the quiet coach, i was somehow placed as the 8th person smack in the middle of a rugby 7. needless to say, this proved for more entertainment than i'd bargained for. my ride buddies were delightful company and increasingly inclusive as the ride went on. while one can't drink in public, or on buses, imbibing copious amounts of alcohol on the train is well within the law. not that i was complaining. they plied me with chocolate, and then pimms and finished it with scrumpy cider (vile!). we talked about what we did in real life (haha) and i appreciated how i was crowned honorary tour member, and advisor to the tour judge whose word was law. enjoyed the banter, the journey flew past, and that was it. well, until we bumped on the return journey. but that's a story for another time!