Trains vs. Planes

You can see things from inside the train. Houses. Gas stations. Cars racing along the track with dogs sticking their heads out. Trees changing colors and their reflection on the water. Street signs and station signs. Dawn escaping darkness. Clouds.

You hear the conductor yell out destinations - the station you just stopped at, the place you will be going to soon. I find it comforting; someone knows where we're going.

You're not 2 inches away from a dude who's 250 pounds and taking up half of your shoulder space.

More leg room.

Okay, so for international flights and in superior airlines like Singapore Airlines you get 50 movies on demand and a lot of video games.

But have you noticed, planes are unbelievably loud your headphones have to be turned up so high?

I'm definitely a train kind of girl. Too bad you can't take the train across oceans.

The east coast typically affects me this way. I'd forgotten how effortlessly I fit in that landscape. I may live in the west (and loving it) but in my heart of hearts I will always be looking to the East.

More of my recent travels later...