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Norway has a sightseeing type night train.

https://mossandfog.com/norways-new-panoramic-night-train-turns-the-northern-lights-into-a-moving-light-show/?utm_1440exp_var=cta2&user_id=66c4c6fb5d78644b3abaa4c4

The Reverend John Fuzz was a pastor of a small congregation. One day, walking down Main St., he noticed a female member of his congregation sitting in the town bar, drinking beer. The reverend thought this was sinful and not something a member of his congregation should do. He walked through the open door of the bar and sat down next to the woman. "Mrs. Fitzgerald," the reverend said sternly. "This is no place for a member of my congregation. Why don't you let me take you home?"

"Sure," she said with a slur, obviously very drunk. When Mrs. Fitzgerald stood up from the bar, she began to weave back and forth. The reverend realized that she had had too much to drink grabbed her arms to steady her. When he did, they both lost their balance and tumbled to the floor. After rolling around for a few seconds, the reverend wound up laying on top of Mrs. Fitzgerald, her skirt hiked up to her waist.

The bartender looked over the bar and said, "Here, here buddy, we won't have any of that carrying around in this bar!"

The reverend looked up at the bartender and said, "But you don't understand, I'm Pastor Fuzz."

The bartender nodded and said, "Hell then, if you're that far in, you might as well finish up.

I was up at my studio at 4:30 enjoying a pot of Peter's famous bean and a Killer Bee. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye. Something small and brown ducked behind my table saw. I figured a mouse found it's way in. I continued my coffee and my cigar. I saw it again and it was too big for a mouse. Not a red squirrel the tail was wrong. Finally it came out and low and behold a Flying Squirrel. I've had them in my studio many years ago and live trapped them. Now I expect I'll have to do it again. I cracked the door and the critter went out. I wondered what was tearing up the insulation upstairs.