This is an "old" picture from Christmas 2007, with the electric train around the Christmas tree. This one has the old fashioned locomotive. I prefer it to the other one (which you can see here), the model of a more modern machine which ironically we got first. I sometimes we had the old one when we were little children. I associate our electric train with Christmas, mainly because we got our electric train at Christmas, also because it is now the only time of the year when we put it on display, always around the Christmas tree. There are a few things that I wonder about electric trains, which I will list here in hope of an answer from my readership. After all, I don't have to blog about deep and meaningful things all the time. So here we go:
-Why do I, who does not particularly like means of transportation or find them particularly glamourous, love electric trains and am still fascinated by trains in general?
-Why is the electric train an almost exclusively masculin hobby? My wife rolls her eyes when I talk about it.
-Why do I still find electric trains so cool as an adult? And this goes for every man in the family. My father bought the train for himself as much as for his sons.
-Is the electric train the instrument for a rite of passage from childhood to adulthood, or does it preserve in men like me (and my dad, and my bros) a genuine part of childhood fascination?
-In any case, why the electric trains?
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