Why I Chose a Train Ride Over a Flight

Slowing Down the Journey

Everyone said the flight was faster. And it was—by hours. But something in me wanted to take the train. To move across the land rather than over it. To watch the world change through the window instead of skipping straight to the destination.

So I boarded a train that would take the better part of a day, and it changed how I thought about travel.

The Beauty Between Places

Train travel lets you see the in-betweens. Rolling fields. Small towns. People boarding and leaving, each with their own story. There’s something grounding about staying connected to the landscape, rather than teleporting above it.

It made me realize that travel isn’t just about the arrival. The journey itself has its own kind of magic.

Choosing Experience Over Efficiency

That train ride gave me space to read, write, think, and simply be. It reminded me that convenience isn’t always the same as meaning. Sometimes, the longer way is the more memorable way.

And every time I fly now, I think about what I might be missing down below.