Last Leg

Our return overnight journey went much better, mostly because I purchased ear plugs before boarding, meaning that the rattle and crick of the train was reduced to a pleasant rumble and click.

My only error was in setting up a precarious pile of electronic devices to be charged on the table in our room: at some point in the night they all crashed to the floor (I didn’t hear this; see paragraph one). Fortunately the only casualty was my phone: Oliver’s laptop, my laptop and Oliver’s phone were unscathed but my phone now has a cracked screen. I believe this to be penance I must pay for having pridefully looked down on others with cracked phone screens.

Of course what pride takes away, pride rewards: I’m now in the market for a new phone. Or perhaps for no phone at all?

Our train is running about 40 minutes late, but we are otherwise healthy and well-fed, with super-fast train wifi to keep us distracted.