I really enjoyed the travel of this song, plus in 1963 when I was 12 I also took a long journey with my father, though not as far as yours. By train from the UK East Midlands to London, then to Dover, across the channel by ferry to Calais and from there it was 2nd class non-sleeper, which I was told was the Orient Express, but I now know that that the OE never had 2nd class non-sleeper carriages. It was a 2 day journey via Paris to the Alps, then to Milan and finally to Belgrade, so essentially the route of the OE, though we didn't stop in Venice. From Belgrade it was a local train across the border into Romania - my father was Romanian - and eventfully to a tiny village near Timisoara, where I had my first case of culture shock! I doubt I'll ever write a song about it!

Some favourite Waoist Adages:
#1: Play on the Way.
#13: Ask not for whom the flower blooms, it blooms for you.
#58: Bring consciousness to it.
#63: On the road to effortlessness, effort must be made.
#92: Be Love Now, the rest will come on its own.