early 20's and traveling through europe
no smart phones
limited email communication.
a few days spent in manchester and chorley
inbox full, unable to confirm and connect.
a purchased train ticket
with a never-before visited destination north of london
and the hope that he would be waiting at the station.
i say goodbye.
there's a small delay and a change in trains...
anxious, i arrive at bury st edmonds,
and he is there.
only knowing what day i would arrive,
he spent the day waiting at the station.
contemplating the crazy events
that transpired as my brother and i traveled through europe,
i can't help but wonder at our fortune,
or was it dumb luck?
whatever it was, we went on faith and it all worked out.
and then we left for london.