As a matter of fact, aboard the Andean Explorer, we’re travelling back in time: a time when we can take our time to enjoy both old-fashioned and contemporary refinements.

A cozy little couch near the bar has been upholstered with fabric ripped from a painting by Gustav Klimt; so it seems. Wall lights are exquisite. Cushions rest colorfully at their exact place, for our comfort. Gastronomy on board is amongst the finest. Every thoughtful detail participates in a bold revival of the luxury of yesteryear. Even the key to our cabin holds the perfect graceful weight.

All sleeping cars are located in the front of the train; all dining and relaxing ones compose the rear. The observatory where I’m lazing right now is the very last Coche; it opens onto an outdoor platform where you can stand stoically in the ice-cold wind (alpaca-wool covers are provided as required).

This is my favorite spot at dusk or dawn. I enjoy leaning against the expertly chiseled metal railing. When the tracks make a curve, you get a dazzling sight of the body of the train, snaking through the Peruvian plain towards the sinking or rising sun.