Guess what! This weekend one of my friends is getting married, and for me that means getting ready for another trip. It also means that I’ll be heading out some time this afternoon and I’ll be spending the night on a train. That in turn means it’s something I’m not quite looking forward to. Trains and nights and me don’t usually match well together, which also means that I’m about to experience a very tiring weekend.

But at least it’s a wedding, and I’ll get to see one of my friends again, whom I haven’t seen in a long time. That counts for something, doesn’t it?