Schiphol – Zwolle
“High-five!” She looks up at me cheerfully, my little lady. “Told you we’d make it.” She sounds cheeky. Before I can find my seat she’s already sitting, coat on her lap, book in her hand. I can’t imagine a better travel partner. She used to make me sandwiches and a thermos each morning, so I could have breakfast on the way to work. Back then we didn’t have much time to travel by train together, only after retiring did I realise what a deprivation that had been. Not that she was overly sociable. I chuckle. She promptly dove into the world between her reading glasses and the page. But still, how lovely to go on adventures together.