Florist and Instagram star Amy Merrick went on a train journey across America last week. She saw mountains and forests, had slow breakfasts for one in the dining cart, read books and reclined in her sleeper cabin. I love trains. Always have. I love the romance of a solitary train journey, that old-school notion of rambling, rumbling travel. I still harbour dreams of catching the Orient Express (my parents did it last year, and came back with tales of dressing for dinner and leather wet packs filled with mini mason pearson hairbrushes). But I have to say the Wes Anderson 1970s Americana of the Amtrak train journey also has me thinking. There's no better way to see the world than through the fast-moving window of a train.