Of course, I get that too. But there are just the odd days when it seems a total waste of time and money; having to travel 6 hours adds to that. Yesterday was one of those.
I totally get the hilarity of leaving home at 0900, sitting for 75 minutes hoping that something to cheer me up might happen, and getting home at 2000. Enjoyed a couple of pints with friends but think might meet them in Chichester next time. That would be far more funny.