Ewa, I enjoyed this a lot. I liked trains, too. Passenger trains always seemed special--after dark, particularly, where a face might be glimpsed in the light of lozenge-shaped window. I think passenger trains went through my town till about 1970.
I loved this, Ewa. Coming from Northern Ireland, where the train service was much diminished from the Victorian Age, I had little or no exposure to trains. When I went to university in England in the 1970s, I saw only decay and inefficiency. My relationship remains problematic, because the trains are decrepit, and the transport management system has not grown. I'm a car/automobile person, having come to that late in life. Well written.
I’m not a fan of cars and often blame the car culture in the US for the sorry shape the trains are in. I spent a summer in England in 1973 and though I mainly hitchhiked, I rode a few trains while there. They seemed very good compared to the Polish trains at the time. But you had a different frame of reference.
Ewa, I enjoyed this a lot. I liked trains, too. Passenger trains always seemed special--after dark, particularly, where a face might be glimpsed in the light of lozenge-shaped window. I think passenger trains went through my town till about 1970.
I loved this, Ewa. Coming from Northern Ireland, where the train service was much diminished from the Victorian Age, I had little or no exposure to trains. When I went to university in England in the 1970s, I saw only decay and inefficiency. My relationship remains problematic, because the trains are decrepit, and the transport management system has not grown. I'm a car/automobile person, having come to that late in life. Well written.
I’m not a fan of cars and often blame the car culture in the US for the sorry shape the trains are in. I spent a summer in England in 1973 and though I mainly hitchhiked, I rode a few trains while there. They seemed very good compared to the Polish trains at the time. But you had a different frame of reference.
A lovely recollection.