Remember the time...?

...when I told you the story of the train delay that caused me to be an hour late to the airport, and how the staff at the gate scolded me for "choosing to take such a late train"?

Well, that's the short version. And--spoiler alert--the Brompton (I really am going to have to give this little gem a name) made it home safe and sound--and so did I. More on this later.

That's my baby, the second from the foreground, headed down the conveyor belt towards home. See how it's actually smaller than some of the other cases on the conveyor belt? Just sayin'.