I’m promising myself right now that I’m going to try this someday. It makes me think of Madonna’s lyrics from Justify My Love.
I wanna kiss you in Paris
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country
I wanna hold your hand in Rome
I wanna run naked in a rainstorm
Make love in a train cross-country

My husband and I looked just like this when the conductor entered our cabin on the Orient Express to let us know we were missing Breakfast and Switzerland…we don’t have a grand photo of us, BUT his delightful expression is seared into my memory… he brougt us tea and a basket on a tray “in case we did not really want to get out of bed just yet”…it was afterall
our “honeymoon” we got a huge grin out of him for the next few hours…
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I love that story.
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Sounds like a plan. Ivan.
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I am thinking this is a train car sleeper – having done the trip I can only recommend it – Didier and I loved it – had I known we would have never departed the train.
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