There are few things nicer than reading on a train. I love it. As did Oscar Wilde, who quipped:
Fancy going to the Top of Europe? Or soaking in the thermal baths at Leukerbad? Or lunch at the Grandhotel Giessbach?
If God were Swiss, what would the Ten Commandments be? How would He decide?
Are your windows innies or outies? If you’re reading this in Switzerland then most likely they are innies.
It’s a wonderful feeling to hold your own book in your hands for the first time.