Train Ride

It's quiet tonight and I can hear the train from miles away. The horn blares as it travels through the town south of us. I love that sound! Makes me want to jump on the train and go wherever it leads. We had friends take us on a 2 week train ride around the perimeter of the "lower 48." We travelled in a private car, pulled by Amtrak. It was AMAZING!!! We had a private butler/waiter/concierge and a private chef. My almost ex and I used to stand in the vestibule with the half door open so we could feel the wind and smell the air. We're so not fancy! We loved that more than sitting on the dome level with the private butler and chef. In fact, we hung out with the chef down there on his breaks. The dome was nice. You could see a lot further. It was very comfortable. It just didn't have any action. It felt like you were watching the scenery in a movie. Down in the vestibule, you could wave to people, feel the car rock along the tracks, see the speeding objects left behind. Our friends would laugh at us as they sat in the comfy seats and we stood in the wind. Both groups were happy. That was the best vacation ever! We fly fished in Montana. Ate great food in Portland. (Of course we ate great food everywhere because our chef was fantastic!) Went to Santa Monica beach. Partied in San Antonio and New Orleans. Got our window shot at in Oakland! We slept like babies on that moving home. It was fun to open the curtains of our bedroom picture window, lie in bed and watch the world go by! The only problem was that if we fell asleep, we'd wake at a station with people gawking in the window at us! That was embarrassing! There's nothing like a private train car to draw attention!

Now every time I hear a train, I want to go again, but without that husband. My friends travel by train almost everywhere they go. (But not in the private car.) This would be a wonderful time to steal away on a long train ride. I could use a get away.