A short train trip to the mountains on a regular Saturday winter morning.
Gorgeous walk, sunny weather, delicious food and perfect company.
The trip back home with a slower train..
The long walks take their toll on me and when I sit down and with the warm air hugging me I deeply relax.
I am looking through the wagon and encounter a variety of fellow travellers.
And I have my phone in my pocket for the rest of the trip while I take time to look at everybody.
Bring to paint a picture of their stories in my mind.
Snowboarders, fathers left in a boy’s getaway with their baby boys, elder people heading back to their homes, an Indian speaking English with a delicate redhaired woman that proved to be his wife.
I’m melting in my seat, and outside the shades of the sky are rapidly changing, like in a kaleidoscope.
I close my eyes for a second and the swing of the train rings back memories from me being a baby swung in my mum’s loving arms.
I feel warms and protected and I open my eyes grateful for the amazing day I am having.
It seems waves of mixed relaxation and sleep gently sweeps our wagon and the sounds are lullabies for my ears.
The snowboarders swish silently their gloves and coats to fit better without disturbing anyone.
The fathers with the getaway are softly speaking to their boys trying to put them down to sleep before they do. Luckily the boys fall asleep in each others arms, and the parents are silently giggle in content.
The elders put down their glasses in their pockets and rest their eyes and I can almost sense their eyelashes fluttering down, in the same rhythm of their heartbeats.
The Indian chit chats with his enchanting lady as softly as everybody else, while her gaze is caressing his warm brown skin. The’ve had the same amazing day, I can feel it..
And the train makes its way into the night while the little boys sleeping in front of me are snoring gently like kittens purrring.
Luckily my trip is almost ending, and I won’t join the little fellows in a deep nap myself.
Never thought that one hour train trip after an amazing day could be so soothing.
Grateful for this day, and for the people with good vibes from train 3088, wagon 03.
Andreea Radu 