My Dad was a railway man. He started working for the railway at 14 and retired at 56.
Hence, I grew up travelling on trains. Some of my earliest and best childhood memories involve family holidays going somewhere on a train. One of my best ever memories is travelling from Brissy to Sydney on a train in a sleeping compartment with my then boyfriend (now husband) :-) And a few years back we took the kids from Brissy to Longreach - outback Queensland - on the train because I wanted them to have great memories of train travel too. Of course it was then that I realised that probably my parents didn't have such great memories of travelling on trains with four kids.....
So, it's fair to say that I freaking love trains!
There is nothing like the clickety clack of wheels on a track and the rock and sway of a carriage to put you to sleep at night. Nothing! Nothing like sitting in a dining car with a big window at your side, watching the world go by or watching it all whizz past from the luxury of your bed as you glance up from your book or your afternoon doze.