End of magical day

The train enthusiast I met on the way to Seattle, said that when you are on the train, the days when you wake up on the train and then go to bed on the train are the most magical days. And at some level he was right. This was my first "magical" day on the Canadian train.

I forgot to take a picture of dinner in progress, or of the beer tasting that followed, but at least I got a shot of the dining room being set up.Читать далее