Love-makin'

On Sunday, I took the train home from Avignon. The ride took approximately two and a half hours. About an hour into the trip a young couple, in their twenties, came on board and sat directly across from me and another young man.
Everything was going well, I was reading my newspaper and looking at the scenery outside. Only, my attention slowly became more diverted to the scenery across from me. The couple began to cuddle cutely, holding one another and talking closeley. The two then began to make out every so often and looked into one anothers' eyes.
The scene, which no one took note of on the train, would have elicited cries of "get your own room" and eye rolling in the U.S.