No no no, not that kind of train. No not that kind either.
I have been riding trains recently in a heretofore little known, little talked about, little part of Europe and I've been having a superb time. Granted I am smellier now than I have been since 9th grade, but the freedom of it is really amazing. Here, you can stick your head out the window and pluck leaves as they roll by, or ding your hand against a metal bridge (ill advisable). I have met so many people on the trains too, and all of them were great people, or at least great to me. So, I just wanted to gloat, boast about my recent journies. Everyone, you can talk about anything else that you want. Makros, care to post a pen and ink from South Korea?