There's one train from Barcelona to Paris per day, and it's always packed. You made your reservation the day before, but by then all the reclining seats were quite sold out. So you share the most cramped compartment you've ever seen with not five, but seven other people--for eleven hours. Sleep is pretty much out of the question. You find yourself wondering, as a strange french couple sits across from you and chain-smoke the night away, why you could have possibly wanted to go to Paris in the first place...

Exit the train