There is a version of this story where nothing goes wrong, and it is boring. The version worth keeping has the wrong train, a closed door, and the kind stranger who pointed us the other way.
The trick, if there is one, is to go early and keep expectations light. Lines move fast, people are kind, and the small stuff — the extra napkin, the window seat — quietly stacks into a good time.
Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.
A few practical notes before you try it: bring cash, give yourself more time than feels necessary, and photograph the menu board — future you will want to know what that was.
It started as a half-plan on a Tuesday and somehow became the highlight of the week. I wrote down everything while it was fresh, mostly so future-me could relive it — but if this helps you pick your own version of it, even better.
Have you tried it yourself? Tell me in the comments — I read everything.