James Andrew not only knows how to travel in style but he has also managed to masterfully learn one thing I could never do myself - pack my suitcase. If there is one thing that upsets me about travelling it is that I always feel crushed and dirty. A train ride from Paris to Turin and my new jacket is crumpled, bubble gum on my back. When I go to check the tyre pressure in my rented vehicle I get break dust all over my white jeans. When I begin to eat the spaghetti at the local roadside taverna, I get red sauce all over my new striped t-shirt. Travelling in style is one thing, keeping your style when you travel is another. I might be at a five start hotel smelling the sea and the pine trees mixed together whilst gazing at the azure waters, but more likely than not I will be stained and crushed. So I take my hat off to James Andrew. God only knows how he does it.
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