I spent most of the convention evenings with my opening ceremony friends. The southwesterly ones (including stormwindz) were southbound on Monday morning, but the other two stayed until Tuesday, so we could briefly meet up one last time. (We might well all be reunioning come Eastercon.) I ran into mm_fijiagh one last time, and fjm, just long enough for a few more introductions to other UK fans.
The train back felt just as fast as the one going up, despite it lasting the best part of six hours. On the way up, I read the whole time. Going in the other direction, I napped a bit, spent several hours talking to an engaging elderly couple from Hull. I then discovered that one of my fluffy pieces of reading was really rather dull, but read it anyways. Although my train dinner was really quite good - thank you, Tesco - I don't want any more sandwiches in my diet for a long time. I've been pining away for decent food all week.