My Personal Experience: My First Trip London

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First Trip London
Memories, adventure, and travel. I must have told this story a dozen times to anyone who was interested. This story is quite memorable for me for a multitude of reasons. How illness alters my thinking. How taking chances makes for a great story. It also reinforces my hesitations about traveling alone. For the obvious safety concerns, but, also, I now have a memory that is unique to me and one other person. This is something that can never be recreated by any other two people.
In 2005, I was stationed with the 69th ADA (Air Defense Artillery) in the Brigade HHB (Headquarters, Headquarters Battery) in Giebelstadt, Germany. The unit was on a two year rotation. One year the unit went to Greece and the next year the unit went to …show more content…

Dover. I was very excited. This trip was my first journey into England. The possibilities were endless. The first step, once we landed, was to find the train station. This particular part of Dover was not very large, but it was large enough to make finding the train station problematic. There was an older gentleman walking outside the port building and we decided that he would be a great source of information. Sgt. Femmling and I stop him for directions.
“Excuse me sir, do you know the way to the train station”, I enquired.
The old man’s face lit up and was delighted to part with his knowledge, “kasafdkadhfd…left….lkajsdajdajfkadaf…straight…..lacndlanca….and the station is on the left”
Not wanting to cause any kind of embarrassment, or an international incident, in the first ten minutes Sgt. Femmling and I just nod our heads, offer a “thank you”, and we were off. What turned to be about halfway to the train station we run into a couple drunk gentleman asking directions to the nearest strip club. About ten minutes later, and a few more awkward miles, we finally find the quaint little train station. Finally, my “free trip” perks kicked in and Sgt. Femmling payed for my train

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