Still very pleased with this one. The ratty old suitcase, the baggage of Manuel and Olly, the man on the bus with his parallel long-distance romance. Most of all, I love that stupid little Will on the horizon, from Eve's perspective. HE's the reason you're here? That guy? You dropped everything and came all this way for him? But he doesn't seem cool at all. He's downright corny. So obviously out of place in the countryside, so helpless to control his excitement. Christ, what a thing to think about someone you love. Maybe you don't love him after all. What if this trip is an immediate disaster, and this is the last you'll ever see of him? You can't imagine losing him, but it would be cruel to give the wrong impression. Still... look at that smile. Has anyone ever made you feel so wanted? If he can look at you like that, so openly, is he really the lamentable one? Or is it you, buried under layers of what-not-to-dos and fuck-thats, who needs to break through? Some part of you knows all this; it's why you're here. Maybe this IS a goodbye of sorts, but not from anything you'll miss. What seems like pain is only a sweet discomfort.