Journal, Wednesday 30.03.11 (18.51)

Well, that was easier than I thought it would be. I gave those guys the slip without even breaking a sweat. As I type, I'm now sitting on a train to the coast. I'm not sure how I'll get over to France but at least I don't have to worry about the DPIR, or whatever.


I'll book a hotel room when I reach the coast, spend the evening reading over the old entries for clues and then look at my options in the morning.