John-what a great account of a wonderful trip. I don't know if I will ever get to Wales to see the birthplace of narrow gauge, but after reading your piece, I feel that I have been there. Give our best to your friend Dave and please keep us appraised of your exploits on any future trips.
PS-the story reminded me of a time when my late wife & I rode a bus from Chama to Antonito to catch the Cumbres & Toltec. I got up early and drank about a gallon of coffee before we left. That bus did not have any "facilities" nor did it stop anywhere along the very bumpy ride. By the time we got to Antonito, I jumped from the bus and ran to the available "outhouse" to find it was locked up! I was glad there were not any police around to see what I did next! Thanks for your memories making me remember something I had forgotten.
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Years ago, I used to attend quite a few NATO conferences. Not much work seemed to get done and they were usually one junket or another. As part of the hospitality, various coach trips were organised for 'sightseeing', although one bar looked very much like another.
It was never necessary to identify nationalities by uniform, language or passports. All one needed was a 'coach pissing stop' in the countryside. Belgians always pissed on the side of the bus, the Brits in the ditch while the Americans always walked miles until over the hill to take a leak and so on.
In my view, this was the only vaguely amusing thing about NATO.
Last edited on Tue Jun 29th, 2010 09:30 pm by pilotfriend