A Letter from the Homeward Journey

After two weeks of encounters with friends, old and new

The cabins on the night train from Hamburg to Stockholm are narrow. Strangers laugh together over the impossibility of stowing a suitcase in the overhead racks or under the lower bunk and we agree that we can just clamber around each other’s luggage instead. But it’s a gentle way to travel home and there’s time to regather myself a little after these pa…