It feels utterly nerdy and geeky to buy tickets for a train for no other reason than to ride that specific train. The image of a classic British anorak-wearing, bespectacled trainspotter was not far from my mind as Murph was buying our tickets for the Maglev to Shanghai’s Pudong airport. We weren’t flying out of the airport. We had no reason to go to the airport except to ride the train. Other people go to art galleries and museums when they visit a city, riding the Maglev was top of our sightseeing to-do list for Shanghai.
