I am on the TGV, travelling at high speed through France.
As always, I am amazed by the comfort and cleanliness. But what is most amazing is the quietness. No one is talking, or if their are, they are quietly whispering to their neighbours. Some people are sleeping. No mobile phone has rung so far. And if one would, the guilty person would have everyone starring at them.
Through the window, the green countryside is rolling, while we speed away towards Paris, the central hub where most TGVs go to.