St Pancras International

Ten hours later and still on the road. After a brief transfer at Kastrup, I am trying to stay awake over an Americano while waiting for my northbound purple train. On the other side of the glass window, the magnificent station hall of St Pancras.

Twenty minutes ago on the tube, a friend who is doing his PhD at the LSE walked into the same underground car. Knowing that I am in the US this semester and that London has a population of eight million, we were both rather taken back by the extremely low probability of this happening. (somewhat delayed posting)