When I was a little kid my dad used to take us to Thorold Ontario regularly to visit my grandfather. Often we would take the train. Whenever we would go to the train station my dad would pick us up some snacks for the ride over (it was about 1.5 hours). We were allowed a drink, and two snacks. Whenever two snacks where allowed inevitably one of the snacks would be something salty, often potato chips.
Today whenever I take a train ride I crave potato chips. The smell of the diesel reminds me of those great days on the train and instantly my mouth starts to crave salty chips. I think one of the reasons I love train travel is because of this craving.
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