Trains are funny places

Those of you who never travel by public transport are missing out on something. Flying doesn’t count. You must travel by train or by bus. As I am writing, I am sitting in a TGV on my way home from Brussels.

The guy sitting accross from me has been looking at me suspiciously over his smartphone for part of the journey. I am not sure what bothers him. Is it my beret or the long beard? Or is it both? 

There is also a guy sitting on the other side of the alley. He is sleeping peacefully, listening very loudly to some meditation recording. I can’t hear every thing but it is hilarious.

Earlier today, from Brussels to Paris, and English lad was speaking loudly with a french girl about his adventures in China and Russia.

Yesterday, I travelled in a cramped train from Lyon to Brussels. There were people everywhere. I had reserved my seat so I was fine, but some were sitting on the floor in the corridor. Two ladies were speaking loudly about their travels also.

I love it. If you only ever drive rather than use public transport, you are missing out on something. You are missing out on many weird, funny, interesting people. You are missing out on life.

 Get out of your car. Take time to travel and get on that train or bus.