Conversation with my charming cab driver on the way to Paddington Station.

"Where you going, Love?"
"Bangkok"
"He's letting you go, huh?"
"Yes, I suppose he is."
"Why doesn't he go with ya?"
"Aw.  Because he's going to Brazil."
"So what was that there?  Your goodbye?  You guys are finished?"
"In a sense, I guess we are."
"Headed in opposite directions."
...
"You're going to Bangkok on your own?"
"Yes."
"I'm glad you're not my daughter."
"I just came from India!"
"Well, you just want to see the world don't 'cha?"
"Yes, I do."
"Always keep your wits about 'cha."
"I will, thank you"