Wednesday, November 28, 2007

Riding That Train

And I'm not talking about the El.

There's something about traveling on a train. I don't know what it is, but I like it. Though I don't believe I've written anything astounding while riding a train, I always feel it's a possibility. Like writing and train rides go together for some reason.

I like the fact that they never got rid of the conductor hat. Sure, it's silly. It's something your dad wore when you played with your model train set, but dammit, it's tradition. I also feel it has to be cold outside to make it real. When you walk from the gate to the train, you have to feel that cold air. It's more romantic that way. Other things I like:

1. Every seat has power outlets. Awesome.

2. You can sneak drinks on board. Or other things, if you so desire.

3. You don't have to wait for the train to reach it's desired altitude before you turn on your electronic devices.

4. It's usually not full, so you can stretch across the two seats.

I've always wanted to ride a train with no real destination in mind. An open ticket, if you will. Ride for a few hours, get off at some random stop, in a small town no one has ever heard of, and check out their newspaper. Catch some local flavor, then hop back on.

Right now, I'm facing backwards (as most of the seats are), so I'm watching the past in the present. In honor of that, I'm listening to CDs backwards.

Wait...Paul is dead?

3 comments:

Julia Dossett said...

where are you going?

p.s. more posts, please

Joe Kickass said...

I actually wrote this a few weeks ago, when I was on a train to Milwaukee.

Jae-hak said...

dude, you can sneak booze onto planes too, liquid restrictions be damned. if by "other things," you mean chewing tobaccy and porn, you can totally get that onto a plane too.

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