The train started with a jerk, then a slow chugging motion, before quickening the pace and smoothing out the ride. Out the panoramic windows, snow-capped mountains competed with green fields, sheep grazed placidly beside the tracks, and choppy water reflected a million suns. We were served tea in wing-back chairs as we kicked off our shoes and jumpers and relaxed for the four-hour round trip. We pressed our heads against the cold glass to see streams disappearing beneath us, the engine snaking along ahead, or the long trail of steam overhead. We held hands and spoke of other places and times, and waved back at the hikers on the trail. On the return, we watched the snow fall, snoozed a little, and took funny photos of ourselves. The next morning, we checked out of the lovely B&B and drove through the sea front of Llandudno, the walled town of Conwy, the waterfalls of Betws-y-Coed, and along a scenic road to Abergele, pelted by hail, before heading home to London. It was, in short, an amazing start to the new year.
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