The day I left for college, Father sent me to the train station. Carrying my luggage, we sat through a whole three hour bus ride before arriving in the provincial capital. The bus was half an hour later than what was scheduled. By the time I hastily rushed to the platform, there were only fifteen minutes left before the train left. Father was not fond of farewells, he especially didn’t like last minute farewells. After he put all of my luggage away, he got off the train with great speed.