Every since my husband and I have been married we have lived either by a train track or by a lake. Been woke up by a distant call of a horn or the quiet lapping of the water on the bank. Days living by a train always go by routinely with the timely click clack of wheels on a track and the sound of the horn carried on the air. Days living by a lake always go by generally slow with the smell of water and fish in the air. The sounds of birds and wildlife everywhere. Not that bad for either one I think.