I saw a double-decker train after so long today! I did not even know they still ran!
I remember when I went on one as a child.
The extreme excitement and anticipation.
The dread that we would actually have to sit down.
Blue train, blue seats, silver stairs.
Running up and down those stairs, careful not to shriek with excitement and risk being yelled at.
I can’t remember whether we sat upstairs or downstairs. I just remember the thrill.
Today, though, Adults came on that train, not Children.
Children are delighted with thrill.
Adults need luxuries like leg-room and space for luggage and other unimaginative things.
The verdict passed on the train was that it is inconvenient and uncomfortable.
I realise once again how much more delightful it is to be a child.