Would you rather spend your commute in Longbourn, Hogwarts or a traffic jam?
Lots of us feel that we don’t have time to read anymore. The story’s always the same: when you get home, you wolf down dinner and flop into bed, perhaps just managing to squeeze in a chapter here or there if you’re not absolutely shattered. But what if you had two unadulterated periods, before and after work, to browse the newest bestseller, nose through some non-fiction, or catch up on the classics? Commuting by train gives you time to be transported into the world of a really good book. Though thankfully, back on Earth, it’s still your home you’ll reach at the end of the day, not Bag End or the Burrow.