For two twenty-three hour time spans this past week, Adam and I kicked back, watched movies, read books, played cards, and drank some beers as we traversed the Northeast and the Midwest via rail. Although the time might be a concern for some, it was so easy to show up at South Station in Boston, walk onto the train, pick out some good seats, and sit tight until Chicago. Flying shmying...the train is awesome. There was something really comforting and real about not leaving the ground. The scenery was a pleasant surprise, and I got a peak at some small cities that I'd probably otherwise never see...Buffalo, Cleveland, and Toledo.
The train felt a little something like this:
a send-off from the platform

the dining car

card games in the lounge car

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