It’s starting to sink in now, I’m actually going travelling. Firstly, I’ve seen the credit card statement containing the £325 payment for the Trans-Siberian railway. Secondly, I’ve seen the state my current accounts overdraft is in after HSBC failed to cancel umpteen direct debits and now gleefully charge me £25 per transaction for their error. So angry about that, you wouldn’t quite recognise me. Still, guess that’s what 16 years loyal banking gets you. Grrr.
Right, rant over - back to travelling. Not a lot to report, I’ve attempted to book some accommodation in Ulaanbaatar with the imaginatively named ‘UB Guesthouse’. I looked at a few, but my instincts insisted upon these. I’ve dropped them an email in broken English and await their reply. Continue reading ‘Bankers. Alien to me’
