The snow is falling onto the tracks train 800 is chugging along across the Canadian countryside. I'm on this train in car 4 seat 8D. A window seat. Sipping on coffee, listening to music and again moving at a high rate of speed while sitting completely still. I love trains. I feel a little nostalgic, a little poetic, a little like I should be wearing a petticoat under my skirt, carrying a carpet bag and...