London, UK
Last true day of the epic train journey; one of approximately 15,000km. Yes, I don’t leave for about a week, but London is pretty much where it stops. It’s certainly been enjoyable. From the first beer on the grassed balcony at the Harbour Plaza Metropolis watching the fireworks over Hong Kong harbour, to Kung Pao chicken, the only ingredient you need is green capsicum, swimming in Baikal, Russian vodka being good, and giving someone the ‘Yeltsin’. From ...