The luxury of first class rail travel in Britain. You get your own door, a unique smell, a temperature thermostat that's about as useful as an ashtray on a motorbike, and - if you're really lucky - an adjustable seat with two positions: upright or uncomfortable. The compartment that I was in even had a couple of bulbs left in the lights above the seats (they're usually removed and thrown out of the window by kids). As if this wasn't palatial enough, you even get a mirror above the seats replete with etched-in grafitti and a British Rail symbol that is no longer used by the private companies that run the railways now - the same companies that couldn't be bothered to refurbish the carriages or remove the symbol in the first place.

Camera: L'Espion Matchbox