Nature offered me a nice compensation for my cold hard morning starting at 5:00 to take the 6:22 Eurostar to London. I couldn’t sleep because I had about 80 pages of Grant’s Contemporary Strategy Analysis to read for my Strategy Dynamics class but the scenery was gorgeous.

I had the moon up in the sky on my left and the rising sun’s light slowly emerging from northern France’s mist. At one point, the track was above the fog and offered a surrealistic view of a cloud sea where roofs and trees looked like small islands. Then the train dived back into the fog before the sun finally emerged projecting a pink-red light.

I left a message on my wife’s voicemail before we reached the tunnel, finished my readings and slept during the train’s journey in the British countryside.