To illustrate, here is tonight's view.
Outstanding. I could be in that Vegas.
And the local dining experience is just as exciting.
After a short browse, I plumped for a Subway.
A footlong Meatball Marinara, to be precise.
"How much do I owe you?" I enquired.
"£5.50," said my robotic friend behind the counter, who added: "Do you want a drink from the fridge and a cookie?"
"Yes, please," I replied. "How much do I owe you now?"
"£5.50."
Good man.
Following this exhilarating moment, I was handed the opportunity to scoff my scran in three different places - all at the same time.
Let me show you.
When I looked to my right, I was in Subway.
OK, so no great surprise there.
But here's where it gets really fun.
When I looked straight ahead, I was in Greggs.
Such a shame that it was closed. I really fancied a gift card.
And when I looked to my left, I was in a Spar.
A triple crown to remember.
Following a chocolate stop at Tesco Express (which was even cheaper than the Spar), it was time for "home."
That's Travelogical.
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