Flying Scotsman (the bitter)

I bought this beer in the tourist shop of the National Railway Museum in York. Gotta love a tourist shop that also sells beer. Of course it is named after a famous train. But all labeling aside, it is a beer like I love them: dark and well, bitter. It is kind of fitting to give it a train's name, a steam train at least: the brew on top is like the smoke the train makes. And one cannot completely ignore the nice label either. I loved the beer also because it is one that refers to railway travels, my favourite mean of transport and the one I am most fascinated about. It would be my drink of choice on long train journeys, but I cannot take alcohol when traveling. Since our holiday in York, I never drank it, which is a shame. It would be one of my poisons of choice.