Eurostar Le Bon Voyage
Because of circumstances beyond our control the Bar is no longer able to offer food or beverages-so we were informed by Monsieur Chef de Train as we emerged from the Chunnel St Pancras bound. Une Domage as the quality of the food in what the French call Le Bar and the Brits the Buffet put National Express to shame. But the quantity?
However, foodless or drinkless, no matter, the Buffet was still open. We were assured. French hospitality at its best. So if you want to read the timetable in comfort watching the Kent countryside rush past (the bits outside the tunnels and the deep cuttings) you know where to go.
THere was no mad rush
Labels: Buffets, Eurostar