Oh! That model railway sounds amazing! I love watching model trains, as it can be very relaxing. When I take the local commuter train ((Metra)) into Chicago, I have to try not to fall asleep because the ride it’s just so relaxing. It’s even worse on the way home because I’m worried I’ll miss my stop if I fall asleep. There is a railway museum about 25-35 minutes from my house and they run some of the trains on certain weekends. My favorite is the Nebraska Zephyr because of the lounge car in the back. Would love to sit in the dining car if they ever have it open. I do enjoy riding the other trains as well, and I do feel that sense of sleepiness riding the trains; just the motion of them moving on the tracks and the sound the wheels make running along the rails. There is a botanical garden in the Chicago land area that I went to many years ago with my dad. There was a model train section of the garden and we watched the trains for who knows how long. My dad was even buying model railroad magazines in hopes of putting one in his yard; sadly it didn’t happen, but he did have a train running along the floor in the basement.
Oh! That model railway sounds amazing! I love watching model trains, as it can be very relaxing. When I take the local commuter train ((Metra)) into Chicago, I have to try not to fall asleep because the ride it’s just so relaxing. It’s even worse on the way home because I’m worried I’ll miss my stop if I fall asleep. There is a railway museum about 25-35 minutes from my house and they run some of the trains on certain weekends. My favorite is the Nebraska Zephyr because of the lounge car in the back. Would love to sit in the dining car if they ever have it open. I do enjoy riding the other trains as well, and I do feel that sense of sleepiness riding the trains; just the motion of them moving on the tracks and the sound the wheels make running along the rails. There is a botanical garden in the Chicago land area that I went to many years ago with my dad. There was a model train section of the garden and we watched the trains for who knows how long. My dad was even buying model railroad magazines in hopes of putting one in his yard; sadly it didn’t happen, but he did have a train running along the floor in the basement.