Our third morning in the United Kingdom, we took the train from London Kings Cross Station to Durham, England.
This is where the extra we spent for the first class BritRail Pass paid off. The standard class cars were packed and seemed to be standing room only, while the first class had plenty of room.
And free coffee. Delivered to my big, comfy seat.
I’m referring to my chair. My posterior is neither big nor comfy. And I rarely have …