Aboard the José Cuervo Express -- a ticket to Tequila
NICHOLAS KONTIS Train travel beguiles me. It always has. I recall, at the age of 6, asking my parents why we could not travel between California and Greece on a train. But as I was raised in San Francisco, train routes wouldnât truly come into my life until a rite-of-passage teenage stomp through Europe with the essential youth EurailPass. Great train rides come in all sizes and categories, from the epic Trans-Siberian across Russia to the historic and charming Grand Canyon Railway and, of course, the Napa Valley Wine Train. Mexicoâs equivalent is the all-you-can-drink J...