Monday, 9 November 2015

The train to Liverpool

I took this picture at the National Railway Museum in York, where I took a ridiculous amount of pictures. I love trains that much. This wagon reminded me of my time in Liverpool, where I lived for a year when I was teaching there. I used to commute by train from and to the suburbs, in an overcrowded train that was not nearly as nice looking at this one and not nearly as comfortable. It was a very short journey, but it was the most uncomfortable commute I ever been through. All the same, I miss my time there and even the daily commute. My trips from and to Liverpool to see my then fiancée now wife were much nicer, spent in fast trains going from Lime Street Station. So looking at this wagon in the museum made me remember my life there. And just because it is a nice looking wagon with cheerful colour and I love trains, I decided to upload the picture here tonight.


Debra She Who Seeks said...

Is your wife a Liverpudlian by birth or did she just happen to live there? Lovely photo too.

Guillaume said...

No, she is neither a Scouser nor did she live there. I found work in Liverpool and lived there for a year, my wife was living two hours away from Liverpool by train so I was visiting her every weekend or so. We were both living about five minutes away from a train station, so it often felt like I barely had to walk to see her.