Tears

A long and involved day involving the van breaking down again. So I had to come home by train and bus. This is where it gets interesting. I’m too lazy to write about it now but basically for the first time ever I got really stuck with no cash or card. I had only my phone. There was no human to help me buy a ticket at the bus stop and the ticket machine told me there was no bus to Kinsale today.
There was another girl at the machine looking for something and I asked her if I could help, I did. Then she asked me could she help me. So after a bit of to-ing and fro-ing she gave me €10 and I transferred it to her revolut account using her phone number right there. Where was she from? Ukraine.
All this was a bit stressful but paled into insignificance once on the bus and seeing a young Ukrainian boy sit down, close his eyes and shed silent tears.