A fire in the Eurostar train tunnel scuppered Jess Granata’s plans of spending a final weekend with Adam – or so she thought

In 2007, I was 22 years old, had just finished uni, and had a huge European adventure planned. The day after my graduation ceremony I got on a plane, landed in Rome, and travelled around Italy. After a few months I washed up broke in London, ready to start my work holiday visa.

It was the classic Aussie plan: do some temp work, live cheaply and travel as often as possible. By mid-2008, I’d been in London for a year and had saved up enough money for one last big Euro summer jaunt before heading home to Australia.