Kirsty: The crossing was a bit rough. We had a cabin, but I couldn't sleep. I wasn't actually sick, but I certainly didn't feel well. I was glad when we reached dry land. We were almost two hours late and so missed our train. We had to wait an hour and a half for the next train, and it was quite busy but we did manage to get a couple of seats. I still didn't feel too well after the sea crossing, so I fell asleep on the train. I usually read during train journeys, but my book stayed in my bag today. I'm okay now, but we'll need a meal when you get us to the hotel. I'm feeling a bit peckish.
Peter: Excellent, thank you. We were late taking off, but the pilot made up for lost time. I was upgraded to Business Class, so I had a flat bed and a good sleep. In all the time I have been flying out here, that’s never happened before, it must have been my lucky day. But, still, the food wasn't much. I couldn't face the breakfast they served before we landed. I only ate a bit of bread and jam. So I’m looking forward to a nice dinner tonight. Are we going to that little Italian place near the hotel as usual? I can't wait to get my teeth into that delicious pizza they do. Mmm… We don't have a meeting until tomorrow morning, do we?
June: I can't wait to get home. I’ll have to go straight to bed. I must have been stupid to take a seven-hour coach journey. What was I thinking? I've just endured the seven worst hours of my life. It was packed and so noisy, it was like being in a fish market. There was one family sitting near me and all they did was shout at each other and laugh loudly the whole journey. I was sitting next to a woman who wanted to tell me her life story. Even when I told her I wanted to sleep, she wouldn't take the hint. Then the battery on my phone died so I couldn't listen to any music. And the seat was so uncomfortable, it was like rock. The air-con wasn't very efficient and the air was stuffy and smelly. Oh, please get me home as soon as possible. Never again!
George: Very good, thanks. The roads were quite quiet and I made good time. It took me a while to get used to the car I hired because it was much smaller than the one I drive in Hong Kong. I felt as if I was in a sardine can. No room at all in the boot for my luggage. But the thing could really move. Once I got my foot down it just ate up the kilometres. I stopped once at a service station for a rest and something to eat. In fact, I quite enjoyed being behind the wheel once I got going. No, not a bad journey at all.