I arrived in Munich yesterday afternoon one stop short of Central Station.
I have always loved the unmistakeable, stentorian authority of the rail control towers in Germany.
They have strength and gravitas. They speak with a somewhat unforgiving voice that sits half-way between an elegant air traffic control tower, (that stretches upwards to meet the trains in the sky), and the relentless weight of a thousand trains, permanently grounded to their earthly tracks.
Perhaps a solar tree could add a more human touch....