A journey of two halves

I had to go to London for work today, and back.

The experiences of the two journeys could hardly have been more different.

( This is the good half. )

She got me to my train, and left me with the gift of all my train tickets and the ability to have everything charged by the time I got off the train.

I've written so much, and it's so late and I'm so tired, I think I'll have to save the stories of my return journey for tomorrow.