London, UK
After another lovely night with John and Frances, I had another long bus trip back to London, with the same crazy Scottish driver (there was a rather hilarious incident on the way to Motherwell when someone in a taxi cut him off and he proceeded to shout and yell some French (not the kind I am learning either) at them, before calling (on speakerphone, which meant the whole bus got to listen) to report them to the taxi complaints service and a lot more French to d...