Richard Hawley wrote:
22 hour drive from Paris to Murcia.......i can't stop my head spinning
When I was 17, I had to go from Valencia to London by coach. I’d fallen down a hole while drunk on holiday and got taken to hospital, therefore missing my flight home. Had a hole in the bottom of my leg caused by an unknown metal object that was down the hole so had to have a tetanus and keep my leg in a horizontal position for 48 hours.
The only place on the coach that I could sit with my leg resting up was the seat by the toilet. So, I travelled all the way to London, with my bum really hurting from the tetanus, my leg really hurting from falling down a hole, my head really hurting because I’d drunk loads of that Anise (which is why I got in this mess in the first place) and trying really hard to hold my breath because everyone one the bus had the shits. I had to sit there, watching them rush in, hearing them do their business and suffer the smell when the opened the door. And a mosquito bit me on the inside of my lip.
Sometimes life can be cruel.
Good luck and don't be tempted by booze that smells like licorice allsorts.