We’ve got some awful invention called the OV (public transportation) chip card. You put money on the card, check in if you board the train, check out if you leave the train.
When I was young I had a train set just like this one, that comes from a toy museum:
And when I was young we hard cardboard tickets, pre-printed to any destination in Holland or even abroad. They were in large cabinets at the station and looked like this:
Have you ever seen anything as beautiful as these coloured tickets? No, I understand. It’s pretty isn’t it? OV-chipcard. Hah!