A train waits to depart the Toulouse station this afternoon. After a four-and-a-half-hour trip, our train pulled into Cannes this evening three minutes late. During the ride, I finished Lord Jim, Darlene read a mystery and slept, and Deb worked on embroidery and slept. Our rail passes are all used up; Zut!
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