tales for dreamers: the trains are waiting

The trains are waiting. They have been waiting for a long time. 

For passengers to ride in them. 

But even more for destinations they’ve never been to before. 

Many are weary of travelling the same routes, halting at the same stations, passing by the same sceneries over and over again.

Some wish to ride in water, traversing vast lakes and oceans, bridging continents. Now that’s something very few trains have done, if at all.

Others have simpler desires — to head off on new routes, paths they’ve never been on before.

The ones who usually run the coastal route now wish to bore into the tunnels of the mountains. The ones who’ve kissed the clouds of the highest mountains far too often now wish to run beside sandy beaches and bustling cities.

The trains don’t know this yet but plans are being made for them to be able to ride on air soon. 

Air travel — by plane, that is — is not what it once used to be. Luxury has become commodity. Operations have gone from being smooth and easy to chaotic and inconvenient. And the stewards and stewardesses are no longer warm and friendly; they look at you as though they’re silently cursing your very existence in their world, in their flight.

Getting trains to fly seemed like a ridiculous suggestion when it was first made. But the engineers have since figured out it would only a few retrofits and tinkering, and many modern trains could be made to fly.

I wonder what the trains would feel about that when they find out. 

Many would be excited about the prospect of a new adventure, I know.

But the sky is an unending blue, the monotony interrupted only by clouds. I worry the unsuspecting trains would soon tire of these new paths too.

Last week's image info: The flight of stairs in 'more stairs to explore' is in one of the forts at Citadel Hill in Halifax, Nova Scotia. There were plenty of them to climb up and down, but this one caught the eye for obvious reasons.