Driver's Seat

Have you always dreamt of being in a train´s cockpit (or whatever the place is called where the driver sits)? My rucksack was lucky enough to experience it this morning.

And all of that for the stupid reason that I forgot to take it when I got off the train. Having just left the platform, I realised something was missing. I rushed back to find that the train had obviously already left. Luckily I could call an on-platform direct information line that traced the train on it´s way to the city of Sabadell, located my bag, and sent it back on another train, all within 15 mins.

So I ran through the tunnel to the other side, waited for the train to arrive. The driver handed me my bag from his cockpit, and I warmly thanked him. “It was so exciting Maarten!” my bag cried, “I got to sit in the cockpit and look out of the front window!”

And so ended this story in a happy tone, and began today.

: 11 Apr 2007 12:08 |  Tags: 2007 En Face En Profil English |  Comments (0) |  Report a problem