George Edwards:
As he stood waiting, George crossed a pair of fingers behind his back that space was still available on the international excursion. He was certain he wouldn't be getting any money back from the rather questionable James St. James, a fast-talking agent at Globe-Trekkers Travel who assured him that in addition to the big upfront fee, the 'experience of a lifetime' required little more than being current on shots and toting a valid passport. High risk, high reward George told himself.
Desmond looked up at the approaching gentleman and looked down at a document behind him. He'd got the photographs of all the people who were coming on this trip, but this guy wasn't someone that he recognised.
"Can I help you at all?" he asked at the new arrival.
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"Glad to hear it," Nina replied, then moved over to the second van. This had a 'D' sticker on the side, which Gillian recalled stood for
Deutschland. This was from West Germany. Well, it was highly unlikely to be from East Germany, who didn't exactly make Volkswagens, despite the word Volk meaning "people" and their army, the one that would have been a threat to her husband when he was in the RAF, being literally called the Nationale Volksarmee.
She opened the door and pulled out a walkie talkie.
"Hey, would you mind taking this down to the coach station and seeing if it works?"
OOC: I did initially write this for a CB radio, but those weren't exactly legal in the UK in 1972 and with the number of frontiers we are crossing, the risk would be rather high of confiscation or fines.
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