What is it about train travel that is so romantic? Something about the architecture of the grand old stations or maybe the shiny metal cars or sneaking away to stretch your legs and refresh your drink in the lounge car. Whatever the reason, there always seems to be a little extra glamor to taking a train.
My office recently sent me to Philadelphia for a few meetings, and here on the east coast that often means train travel. It was lovely to spend a few hours lingering in beautiful Union Station, and later 30th Street Station, admiring the cavernous terminals and watching people come and go. I’m already eager to take another train somewhere new.