Train driving has, for generations, been an almost entirely masculine profession. It is like back in the days when you were in class and you would look out the window and that you can’t earn your money looking out the window. When there’s snow, everything is white and quiet. “You can drive in the spring and see flowers. “I really like nature and especially like that you can see the four seasons,” says Hjaltason, who was a train driver in the Netherlands before moving to Denmark. A train driver for the Danish Lokaltog railway line, Hjaltason loves every aspect of her job: the views out her window as she drives through the islands that make up Copenhagen and toward the beaches of North Zealand the sense of staying in motion and the knowledge that she is responsible for operating the 61-ton machine that gets hundreds of travelers to and from work every single day. Most mornings, 31-year-old Saskia Hjaltason gets up at the crack of dawn and goes to the railroad yard to get her Lint 41 railcar ready for the day ahead.
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