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Gallivanting around Guernsey - Part 2 - a day on the Island of Herm

After my f irst busy 24 hours  on the island I wish I could say I had a wonderful sleep.  Not!  When will you ever learn Laurie?  Ever since my gallbladder was removed in 2004 my system cannot handle too much greasy food.  Every once in a while when I am on holiday I forget.  It's usually the combination of a fried English breakfast and fish and chips for supper....I try not to do that but it's happened enough times and sometimes quite dramatically.  A London Underground station (or two) and a bus stop got samples of my DNA one evening back in 2007; I still shudder in embarrassment but it could have been worse - I could have upchucked over everybody around me in "Mary Poppins" - luckily I had the sense to leave at intermission.  Anyway, you're not reading my travel blog to hear about that  but as I've always said life isn't always fun and games on the road either. So if I am having a lovely cooked English breakfast I have to know that I am not heading out

Day 12 on the Thames Path - Windsor to Old Windsor

On May 17th, 2018 I was back on the Thames Path for the last time on this trip.  The plan was to take the train to Windsor and the bus back to Old Windsor and carry on from where I ended my walk the week before.  Well the best-laid plans and all that.... The trip to Windsor went smoothly and the train station and surrounding area left you no doubt as to what was happening very soon.  To my dismay, I discovered the town centre was blocked off and I couldn't follow through on my plans to get the bus to Old Windsor.  Grrr...I was not happy.  At that point I did not know it was the rehearsal for the wedding - I never would have gone if I'd known.  Ah well.  So I made the executive decision to walk backwards on the trail to Old Windsor. That is walk the path the other way - not walk backwards.  That would just be weird.  I was upset because Windsor had been a long time goal and I had wanted the feeling of triumph walking into Windsor.  "Damn bloody wedding&quo