I have a thing for trains. Toy trains, model trains, Lionel trains, steam trains, freight trains, passenger trains…you get the idea. I don’t know why. It’s kinda like I’m a 5 year old boy. But I’m okay with it. I just love trains.
My friends and I went to the Chattanooga Choo Choo last weekend when we were in Tennessee, and even though it was 11 degrees outside and we didn’t want to pay to eat or stay in the hotel, I was in heaven. I think I’d like to get married there.
There’s this attraction in Grapevine called the Grapevine Vintage Railroad which hosts the oldest continuously operating steam engine in the south and I would love love love to visit there one of these days. Mom told me there’s one that takes you through a winery. I think I’ll choose that one.
Donald Miller wrote about trains briefly in Searching for God Knows What. He saw the Barnum & Bailey circus train pulling into a station in Portland and wondered if they traveled via train to be efficient or to be romantic. My money is on romantic.
If I was in the circus I’d want to travel by train too. I’d probably be one of the tight rope walkers because it is clearly the coolest part of any circus. And I’d walk the rope with an umbrella instead of a balancing pole because it’s much more picturesque and enchanting.
I’d be friends with the elephant trainers so they would let me ride the elephants in our free time. And I’d fall in love with one of the male acrobats because their super manly strength would make up for the severely effeminate leotards and they’re probably much better looking than the old, creepy ring leader or the three-legged man.
We’d meet gypsies and nomads along the way because I assume gypsies and nomads would also be attracted to circus trains. And I’d take lots of pictures of everyone we met and everywhere we went and string them up across my railroad car so I wouldn’t ever forget anything. Like Harriet the Spy.
Yeah, I’d definitely want to travel by train if I was in the circus.
But I’m very afraid of clowns. So I would never be in the circus.
Either way though, I’d like to travel by train.
Or at least take the Grapevine Vintage Railroad.