Wow, an LJ post. Work has sent me to Québec City, and here I have arrived. My luggage remains in boody Heathrow, however. The trip out was, on the whole, a farce. We arrived at the airport only for my travelling companion to realise that he had left all his plastic money at home, with no time to go back and get it. Cue a mad plan to get a
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