One day my father decided to travel by train to Constanta and all of us agreed. I was so excited when I saw the huge
engine and those big carriages. The train to Constanta was due out from
platform 3. We
had to be earlier at the station. The departure was in time and we had to find
our seats in the second carriage. I was lucky because I sat at
the window, so I had the chance to admire the beautiful scenery. After
an hour or so, a man dressed in a dark blue uniform came to check
our tickets. He was the ticket collector. We arrived in Constanta
after another couple of hours. It was a beautiful journey!"
