Train de Pretty Grande Vitesse

So not *quite* the soothing hypnotizing speed rush as the Shinkansen (I HEART shinkansen), but then ever-slate skies of Honshū can’t match this view. I’m the Paris-Switzerland TGV, hurtling like some rocket-noodle through narrow mountain valleys and the (firscolating?) dusk light is just lighting up the tops of the limestone cliffs. Here and there little peaks above towns are dotted with castles, statuary or the ruins of medieval fortresses? Monestaries?

Ooop, a tunnel…