It's interesting to be #travelling on a #Eurostar#train between #London and #Rotterdam after reading the recent customer criticism of Eurostar's policy towards #alcohol .
Passengers are permitted to carry one bottle of #wine or maximum of four beers in hand luggage. Spirits must be transported by the registered luggage service, which incurs a fee - find the details on the Eurostar website. (Here's the link to restricted items: www.eurostar.com/uk-en/travel-info/travel-planning/luggage/prohibited-items). I noticed that the duty free shop at St Pancras shop sells bottles of spirits.
I also noticed that security checks are now far more stringent and airport-like than when I first travelled by Eurostar.
That said, #rail#travel is still such a lovely way of getting between cities, particularly when #dinner is served at your seat. The #quiche and #cake proved good. The service was cheery and first class.
It's a tremendous way of #traveling in #Europe . I'm on the tracks to experience #Interrail for the first time in many years. Day one has been an overwhelmingly positive experience. Here's to #European harmony, good #food , outstanding service and being out and about.
Real talk ✨
First of all, thank you all for your daily sweet and supportive messages. I am doing fine, just going through exams which is why I’m posting a bit less than usual. This month was more difficult than others, but somehow you need to make it out stronger.
I’ve been asked a question, that I didn’t want to answer shortly. I rather share it openly. The question was, if I was ever bullied. The truth? Yes I was. Bullying isn’t just physical violence, it can be verbal as well. High school was tough. Being different is hard. You want to be like everyone else. You want to be cool and impress others. As a classical violinist, it was really hard to impress others or be like everyone else. I didn’t go to parties. I didn’t hang out outside of classes and I had to practice while others did other things. Many of you will probably recognize themselves in this. But things like “haha she isn’t a virgin anymore” referring to my “violin hickey” at the age of 13 and “her only friend is her violin” were things I had to hear. People made fun of me because instead of gym class, I practiced. I was one of the only people who didn’t go to the after prom. I used to care a lot about what others think. Even physically. I used to care if people liked me or not. It still hurts me nowadays when I hear comments that are unnecessary such as “she’s hot” or “I’d tap that” etc. I sometimes get DMs with those messages and they get me furious. My world is different. Nowadays I don’t care about what people think. What matters is that YOU know who YOU are. Be who YOU want to be. Love yourself. If others don’t think you’re amazing and beautiful, they are stupid. Everyone is beautiful in their own way. Being a girl, we feel that we need to please others before pleasing ourselves. It is time to put yourself first and remind yourself of how beautiful, smart and deserving you are. The same goes for the men who doubt in themselves. Support yourself and support others. Stop negativity! 🙏🏼
Not gonna lie, I like that even better. Are there any surfaces left if you do the floors, walls, ceilings, and siding?
Still love the crew at Pyramid, it takes a strong team to pull off homes like this.
Bahagia itu SEDERHANA..
Just SMILE.. Keep ISTIQOMAH dalam KEBAJIKAN dan prasangka BAIK SAUDARAKU.. Aku UNTUKMU INDONESIA.. NKRI HARGA MATI.. Change your mindset to be better, you can change the world to be a better.."Mr abie"