There’s not a lot you can say about going home.
It’s good to be going home to your own bed in your own house, but it’s sad to be leaving family behind. Even if plans have been made for another reunion in the near future. We just trundled our cases along to the station and caught a train, then another train and another train and another train, then a taxi. And we were home.
PoD is the iconic shot of the roof of Kings Cross station.
SoD you will see tomorrow.