When Trams Became Real

The first time I saw a streetcar was on a summer day in a small town. Until then, streetcars were just a part of picture books for me, almost like a dream.

I remember standing speechless for a long time, watching it glide quietly along the tracks, shimmering in the morning light.

Its graceful movement, the November forest-like color, and the round lights shining like eyes, all captivated my heart.

Since then, streetcars have become a part of my daily life. But I still remember that day, that moment, very clearly.