More importantly, however, the flashing speed to me gives much the same feel of speed as air travel. I may be going only 1/3 of the speed of a regional jet, but I’m flying along right down at ground level, and so it feels at least as rapid. Silken smooth along rails (at least in Northern Europe), usually near-perfectly on time and so frequent that you hardly even need to check the schedules: you just show up, book your flight, and ride, ride, ride right into the heart of your destination, finally docking below some station’s high-vaulted roof full of intricate artistic trusses.
Bonn Train Station, Germany |
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