Ewan was on his way! He had made it! It wasn't a dream. It wasn't just a figment of his imagination. After giving his father a big hug, and sneakily wiping the tear out of his left eye, and lugged his trunk onto the train. He into one of the front cars, eager to meet new friends, and in all honesty, he just wanted somewhere to sit, unsure of where to sit. He didn't want to intrude with a few of the older children and seem uncool. No. That would be a nightmare. Hmm.. Where to sit.