Harry Eyres

Christopher Howse takes the slow train in Spain — and writes a classic

The author veers off the beaten track, and we are the richer for it

issue 02 November 2013

This is probably not a book for those whose interest in Spain gravitates towards such contemporary phenomena as the films of Pedro Almodóvar, Barcelona Football Club or the fashion retailer Zara. Nor, as far as trains go, is it a volume for people fascinated by the engineering feats of Spain’s new high-speed AVE train system, which means that you can travel from Madrid to Seville in just over two hours, or from Madrid to Barcelona in less than three (rather amazing, when you recall that the old service used to take nine hours). Christopher Howse does not like high-speed trains. Even moderately paced express trains are too fast for him, for one cannot really observe the landscape from them.

The book, as Howse makes clear at the beginning, is ‘about Spain, not about trains’. Howse’s interest in trains is limited; he does travel on the narrow-gauge line from Bilbao to León, and he seems to have a special affection for lines which have ceased to exist, such as the route from Madrid to Burgos through the Somosierra pass, closed in 2008.

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