....and through the woods. A couple of silly stories after a long travel day. It's good to be home.
|The view one direction from over the river.|
While on the train I sat next to a young mother and her adorable little girl who I'm guessing was about 3. They were chatting away in what sounded like French and I was totally enjoying their conversation even though I had no idea what they were saying. All of a sudden my roller bag fell over and the little girl smiled at me and said "Whoopsie." It cracked me up....making me glad I was on the train.