After getting bounced around (in a mostly fun way) on Feve’s slow, unpredictable, and stubbornly scenic northern routes, I figured it was time for something[…]
After Sitges, we needed a shift. Something slower. Less predictable. Not just another straight-line rush from A to B. So, obviously, we ended up on[…]
Spain’s railways? They were solid, sure, but nothing revolutionary. Then 1992 happened. The AVE (Alta Velocidad Española) rolled in, and suddenly, Spain wasn’t just in[…]
Barcelona doesn’t stand still. It moves, it pulses, it shifts. And beneath all that movement is a rail system that’s nothing short of a masterpiece—metros,[…]
The Beginnings: A Messy, Slow Start Spain’s railways? They didn’t roll in with a grand entrance. More like they tripped over their own feet and[…]
You’d think after four decades on the railways, I’d have had enough of trains. That I’d take up, I don’t know, gardening. Fishing. Something sensible.[…]
Crewe isn’t just a town—it’s a railway institution, a place where the tracks don’t just run through the landscape but through people’s veins. If you[…]