The Joy of Trains

This post is to be filed under 'other places'. We are in the Czech Republic where my husband's family came from over a hundred years ago.

Here is Prague railway station in all it's art nouveau glory

where we are to set out on a small adventure.

These are the old ticket windows - the new station is below ground level and very modern Euro-chic.

The original lobby with Austro-Hungarian shields. 

Then the trains with links to all parts of Europe - so freighted with history.

Leaving the city behind

and the old snack bar, we arrive at Kutna Hora

where we discover a magical city 

that reminds me a little of a Tuscan hill town and I'll write more about tomorrow.

The Art of Travel

Well,  I now have to admit that we are back in New York, and although I love being in different places, I loathe the actual traveling bit. The waiting in endless lines, the actual plane ride itself..... for me terror and tedium in equal measure..... not to mention the being all crushed up into a little tiny space.

So......

....virtual travel may well be the way to go. On Sunday we went to the model train show in Pearl River. Young, cool, hip people were remarkably absent. It was mostly attended by ancient folks and families with little children.

This imagined miniature world was quite splendid and trains rushed about merrily. Is this Transylvannia?

Henry was madly impressed.

I think this part is America. No one else has diners like ours.

The little boy in green was transfixed.

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