The Number Twelve Tram at Midnight

Travelling during a pandemic is no fun. I’m not a huge fan of travelling as it is, by which I mean the actual moving from one place to another place. There have been some exceptions - not much beats crossing Argentina on the top deck front seats of a luxury coach - but on the whole, boring and uncomfortable is about the best you can hope for, and it’s downhill all the way from there. (Not literally. You can also travel uphill or along the flat.)

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