Trip to Canterbury


Well, the trip was almost like going on a plane. You had all the formalities of checking in and everything, not to mention the speed of a plain. I don’t think I have ever gone that fast on a train. It all went so fast that trees were just a blur, the rail tracks next to the train were even more of a blur, and when other trains passed you just saw for less than 1 sec (not joking) something that looked like it could be another train and than nothing again. But the tunnel that crosses over to the UK was pretty boring, 22 minutes of darkness where there is nothing to look at except for this couple in front of me that kept kissing all the time, urgh.