I, too, am enamoured of train travel. But of course, as with any travel, that’s only if it goes smoothly 😉

Another interesting aspect of trains is hearing them whistle at night. It might be one of the lonliest, longing sounds I’ve ever heard. What’s more, when I was a child, we lived in a house that was set about a half an acre from the tracks, and the trains rattling by each night, shaking the house gently, was a source of comfort and continuity to me.

Trains are fundamentally far more romantic than planes, much like the way I think it must have been to have to take a ship across large bodies of waters prior to air travel. It took longer, the adventuresome nature of it was far more inherent. Oh for the days when time was, well, slower 🙂