One of 20th century Spain’s great engineering achievements disappears as it drove: with nary a whisper.
With an excerpt from a plea for more state funding by the Bostonian Western Rail-road, in which we are given to understand that snow is not necessarily a bad thing.
Or rather, how my grandfather seems to have been named after a minor railway station.
Du Guesclin expresses his doubts re this and other project objectives.
Renfe’s public information system at plaza Cataluña station can’t cope with the cedilla in Maçanet.
Public morality on the train to Vilafranca.