Why does it seem that travel has lost all the glamour of the old days? Sure, maybe by 'the old days' I mean 'in old movies', but still. One night while watching an old classic on television (ok, it was Some Like it Hot with Marilyn Monroe and Tony Curtis - amazing) I realized as I watched them boarding the train that everyone had these amazing bags and fantastic luggage!
It's no wonder that getting on the train nowadays feels so gauche, as we walk around with our interchangeable nylon backpacks and duffel bags that are really more suited to carrying smelly gym shoes than nice clothing for a weekend in Paris. (I can't even put into writing how I feel upon realizing that the person across the aisle is in their pajamas and slippers and has the pillow from their bed tucked under their arm like a favorite teddy bear. Really? Have a little pride, man.)