Wednesday, October 11, 2006

Just call me a hobo.

Every few days, I have a “this is so my most favorite thing in the world” moment. Today, it was the train ride on the Eurostar from London to Paris. It’s just like an airplane, except the eats are bigger and slant back and have amazing headrests. There’s leg room, the food is three times as good, you get great scenery, no ascent or descent, larger and cleaner toilets, no baggage claim, and you get to walk like you are drunk down the aisle (because of the jerking, not because I was or anything). So… I guess it is nothing like an airplane, and that’s awesome. I think I was born to ride the rails, Eurostar style of course.


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