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For me this sums up inter railing with these guys; Chris clutching a map/train timetable, Hannah seizing any opportunity to have a cigarette/generally being 'grunge' and Roz-le fatigue
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Antwerp Station! I don't know if tiredness had made me overly giddy, but when we arrived here one evening on one of many trains to Amsterdam, I was awestruck. Ignorantly I hadn't really heard of Antwerp, but it had the most beautiful train station, it looked like a giant astronomical clock.
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