Day 31: Charleville to Reims. Approx no miles as I pussied out and got the train.

Up and about in Charleville for breakfast and more internet. Oh how I'm utterly addicted to facebook. Again.

Anyway off to the station to go to Reims and meet my first ever couchsurfing host! Exciting but also slightly nervewracking. Cheers to Mr Bell for pointing out the fact that they could well be murderers or similar. Although, Dad, I reckon at the age of 22 I'm relatively safe from the threat of paedophiles.

Thankfully, the woman was neither a murderer or a paedophile and was in fact a totally sound English teacher with a great flat and a phone that calls European landlines for free. This is her;

Lunch of chicken and tasty couscous style stuff followed by some peace and quiet cause she went out to meet her mate. After satisfying my facebook addiction once more and employing the use of the greatest phone in the world I headed out to see some of Reims. The cathedral is pretty fucking good, although I wish I hadn't seen York Minster as it makes even the best cathedrals look a bit rubbish.

Back to the flat for some dishes - I really miss normal quiet things such as this- coffee and cigarettes. Oh yeah, she let me smoke inside; couchsurfing heaven! She came back so we had some banter about her life and mine and watched some shit TV in the form of the French version of Come Dine With Me. Her name is Pascale and she has two kids about my age and a number of brutal love life experiences. Really sound woman though who made me feel totally at home.

Off to bed following a marathon phone call to London...happy days.

P.S. The photos are trapped in my camera which is trapped in my lodgings but I will add them shortly.