A Train Romance

Oooo, who can deny the sheer romance of train travel? That first step onto the platform in a strange country is delightful – how much more exciting when the train clacks in, one boards and finds one’s seat! The endless possibilities and adventures lying ahead transfix one into reveries, and it is far more interesting to gaze out the window and daydream than read a book.

These pages from a mid-90s French Vogue just make me sigh. And laugh reluctantly when I recall the stark contrast of the train I boarded from Fez to Marrakesh (which sounds romantic enough itself, but I can assure was most definitely not). Dominique Isserman’s black and white photographs are beautiful; Amber and Hervé’s marriage may not have lasted, but the romance of train travel will last forever.

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