He looks out of the window of the train that takes him across Europe and feels the bittersweet taste that invariably invades him when he thinks of her. At first, he tries to shake it off – no melancholy thoughts allowed on this much dreamt of trip. He looks at his friend sitting beside him and notices he’s fallen asleep. He turns to the window and, leaning on his chair, closes his eyes. Memories of her instantly overtake him. …
