The Snailr Project, Fried pickles of my dreams (by Anna Pickard)

Fried pickles of my dreams (by Anna Pickard)

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One journey of almost 7000 miles, six new cities, eight trains, fifteen days, and every vignette, observation and fractured bitty-bit of the travelogue broken up and sent as status messages the old way. By postcard. To a bunch of random people who asked for one. Because travelling slowly is nice. And so is leaving a trail to see where we have been.

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