Oh my knee.
The train from Salt Lake to Chicago was about two hours
behind schedule, and so I was not able to go exploring like I wanted to. Upon
arriving in Chicago, I called home and checked in, excited to be in a new city
no matter how brief. I wandered around a bit, bought some postcards and a mug
and then got some dinner.
Afterwards, I went to wait in line for my train to
Washington DC. Waiting in line were many interesting different people. A lot of
Amish were there, some Tibetan Monks, and a whole bunch of different
ethnicities and cultures. It was fun to watch them.
Then it was time to board. Since they thought that the train
would be full (it never did fill up 100%), they assigned us seats. Fortunately
I got a window seat but my traveling companion was a very tall man. Which meant
neither of us could really sprawl out to sleep. I spent a rather uncomfortable
night trying not to invade his space. When I woke up, my knee was killing me.
So after I made sure my seat buddy was awake, I politely asked to get out and I
went to the observation car and snagged a seat. I spent the train ride through
Pennsylvania, West Virginia, and Maryland in the observation car. There was
some beautiful scenery! So many trees. It was lovely.
The morning passed fairly quickly and soon we reached the
suburbs of DC. The anticipation and excitement continued to grow, as did the
nervousness. And then, we pulled into Union Station. So many people rushing
around, waiting for luggage, buying tickets, giant groups of children on field
trips…it was a lot to take in.
I got my luggage and called Enterprise to come pick me up,
and then I headed toward the exit, ready to begin my adventure.
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