We left Hotel Interlaken yesterday and the manager gave us first a jar of honey, and then a lift to the station. Changed trains at Berne, a great bore, lugging suitcases down and up ramps, only just enough time for the connection. At Geneva airport the heavens opened, but we managed to find the lift and get checked in for assistance at 18.20. This gave us time to meet first Lyndon Evans and then Robert and Arline and then Lynda joined us. Had a good chat with Lyn, he retired two days ago. Has a viviting professorship at Imperial, a nuber of committees to look after, in fact just enough work to keep him happy. He is very proud that Linac 4 will be an H- injector. Also told of the nervous signing the FRS book with a quill pen, terrified of making a blot. Linda very charming, had been playing golf with Eileen Jones, Eiffyon's widow. One son in Marseiiles, sound specialist, one daughter working for the UN in Haiti. Lyn doesn't know aout Linux or Eldy, I told him!
They came with only one wheelchair and I took it. Ursula had to walk beside me. They took my half bottle of Dole but let me drink a glass before consigning it to the poubelle, (Thanks Bin-Laden). Seats kept for us on the plane.
At Gatwick two wheelchairs but only one man to push them. Nice chap, took us to the taxi. Home about 10 pm. Phoned Christina, e-mailed Nell. Garden is a desert!
I very much doubt that we will ever travel by air again.
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I love the quote "I very much doubt that we will ever travel by air again". Dad, you say this every time you return from a trip overseas/abroad. I will casually be having a conversation with you in a few months time, and you will inform me that you are about to go away again, by air.
Anyway, glad you're both back safely and that you had fun whilst away. It's always good to catch up with old friends, and I'm sure they enjoyed seeing you both again.
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