Discussion: man that would have saved m...

man that would have saved me a lot of work re-assembling my breakaway on dusty forlorn train platforms. not to mention having to throw away box and get new one for return trip...what a pain. glad they came to their senses!

truckee, california... trinidad, colorado... lamy, new mexico. ah, those were the days.

Yes, there still is some romance about taking the train. Going up to the Observation Car long after dinner, and watching the train whip across the Great Plains, with a million stars dancing above. Chuffing into the center of a major city, and stepping off directly into a dynamic city center, instead of some generic airport, with TSA agents barking orders, 20 miles outside of town. Sitting in the Dining Car, enjoying a real meal instead of a bag of peanuts, and having the luxury to carry on a civilized conversation with 3 dining companions for an hour, while being served by white-coated stewards.

But most of all, having contact with small-town America, their citizens, their environment and their ideals....a trip back in time. Very reassuring...that at its roots, despite the politics of the day, our country remains as it has always been