with our french soy lattes in hand, tom and i hopped on a train

and got off in the country.

just a couple of fancy boys wandering around rural english farmlands

and then something special appeared before us.

we sat for a while and let this majestic pillar of 19th century engineering wash over our eyeballs and inspire our souls.

but alas, the sun began to set. we put one foot in front of the other and began the arduous journey north toward london

the godless country had taken it’s toll on our custom hand welted italian leather footwear

and the narrow road was hard on our delicate city-dwelling bodies

yet we endured and forged ahead.

just then, we sighted an antique piece of technology and i picked up the receiver to ask for help. the operator said not to worry,

balance will be soon restored.