Reliable in all weather, it is our preferred mode of
transport. It is comfortable, on time (to the minute or they post the exact
amount of delay.) One cannot beat the view or the process.
You come on-board and get moving the very moment at a nice steady pace. Without
realizing, you are out of the city and zooming through the country (at a speed
that you know will get you to your destination as soon as possible.) Then there
is the gentle roll in the middle of mountains where the slow passing of scenery
is better than any landscape painting and at a pace that compliments the
peacefulness in life. (If it snows this is even more exaggerated.) This steady
pace of life feels natural.
The sounds consist of gentle rumbling/humming/clanking of metals, a periodic bell off in a distance as we
pass through some small station or another, the breathing of fellow passengers,
an occasional horn of warning and silence (as if in a sacred place or the
library.)
With a family it is ideal. You can relax, snack, play
games, have quality time, and there is of course than human necessity, the
restroom. This pace is one that suits me at this point in life.
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