Keeping It Unreal; Clad in His New Tuxedo and Clutching a Langoustine, Simon Stuart Takes a Fantastic Voyage Into the 1920s
The Herald › February 21, 2004
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We're standing in history. Surrounded by locomotive legend. We're in cabin four, coach C of the Venice Simplon-Orient-Express: probably the most famous train in the world, synonymous with luxury, intrigue and romance. I am trying to hang up my new dinner suit, bought specially for the occasion, and worrying about breaching etiquette by using the wrong kind of hanger. Fiona, my girlfriend, is poking around, prodding at the settee, peering inside the ornate wooden cabinet that houses the washbasin. Her carefully considered summation? "It's a bit small."
What's that other thing the Orient-Express is famous for? Ah yes. Murder.See the full content of this document
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Keeping It Unreal; Clad in His New Tuxedo and Clutching a Langoustine, Simon Stuart Takes a Fantastic Voyage Into the 1920s
It is a late Thursday afternoon in Calais and we are en route from London to Venice by way of the 1920s. We are re-creating the greatest transcontinental journey of the glory days of locomotion, swilling wine and stuffing our faces; we will then spend two nights in Venice before flying back to Scotland in time for work on Monday morning. Long weekends don't get more impressive.
Our journey begins at 10.30am in London Victoria, where, up the side of platform...See the full content of this document
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