The Timeless Romance of Train Travel

There’s just something about train travel…

I didn’t actually take my first train ride until I was an adult, but I knew I would love it before I even stepped onto the platform, and I was right. By the end of that first two-hour journey between Ottawa and Montreal, train travel had become hands-down my favourite mode of transportation. It remains so today, roughly 30 years later. .01

Hurtling through the darkened countryside at night. Watching trees and fields and rivers flash by if you’re travelling by day. Stopping ever so briefly at tiny stations in towns you’d never otherwise see. Waving to delighted children in their back yards as you rumble by. The clatter of wheels on tracks beneath you. The jolting, comfortable sway of the cars. .0012And always the haunting, lonely whistle calling to you.

“Adventure,” it promises, if you’re going somewhere new. “Home,” it whispers to you on your return.

Oh, yes. There’s just something about the train…don’t you think? 🙂



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2 responses to “The Timeless Romance of Train Travel”

  1. Kelsey Avatar

    I’ve always loved taking the train, it’s just so peaceful and I love watching the scenery. I did it first when I was 21, and I went to another city to meet someone who is now my husband. So I have very fond memories of train travel 🙂

    1. Linda Avatar

      Those are nice memories, Kelsey! 🙂

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