For those who have never taken one of the numerous trains in France, or for that matter Western Europe, the experience can be very difficult to explain, but I have wanted to try for some time and here it goes. I have now taken the train from Vichy into Clermont Ferrandmany times, and yet I still find myself captivated by the emerald-green rolling fields, the dense, dark forests, and the dots of white painted by sheep and cows that one passes in the 35 minute trip. There is the long tunnel, rounded and mossy, and chateaus and silent ponds. One could argue though, that there isn't much on paper that could make this journey any more memorable than one in Canada, yet I am not alone in loving it. Ten minutes out of town, the silhouettes
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