Live, from the Coast Starlight, it’s our Christmas Vacation! Yes, Emily, Colin, Isis and Car Woody have hit the road again, or shall we say, the tracks, as we set our sights on Eugene, Oregon, and a visit with Colin’s Dr. Mom. (That’s Colin’s “Dr. Mom,” not Colin’s doctor’s mom.)
So far, the ride has been pretty smooth – and, surprisingly for Amtrak, on time!
In fact, we’re only about ten minutes late here in Paso Robles, no small feat for this notoriously late-running train.
We’re probably going to have dinner tonight in our sleeper car; the “social dining” aspect of train travel dealt us a couple of duds for lunch, and there’s really no need to go through that experience again.
So, more updates as they become available.
Oh, and Emily almost lost her right index finger to a particularly nasty top-berth lowering incident.
The finger looks like it’ll be fine, but we’re still not sure about the nail.
Will it regrow in time for the wedding?
Yikes, since we last blogged, Emily and Colin got engaged! Yay for us!
Love to all of our family and friends, including the nearly ex-cocker JoJo! (And why was he nearly an ex-cocker? More on that Christmas calamity later…)
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Hey, you all. As for social dining on the Amtrak, I once met a guy on that train named Tom Buchanan (same name as the amoral Yale glad-hander in The Great Gatsby), as well as Vietnam vet, three-sheets-to-the-wind, who was intent on showing everyone his scar. I was seventeen, traveling with our 11th grade English class. Long trip, and not totally unlike what I imagine Hunter S. Thompson's life to have been like every single day. Hope to see you all at the ball-drop! And, congrats on being engaged.
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