Well this week's word is Train. The first thing I thought about was this:
But that's not what I'm going to write about here. We seem to have managed to produce three children who are not Thomas addicts. Dora, yes - Thomas, no.
The first time I ever rode on a train was when I was in high school. My best friend (since preschool) had moved to the Chicago area after our freshman year and without talking a parent into driving me there and not being able to afford to fly to visit her, the best option was to take the train. I rode the train again a year or so later to visit another friend who had moved to Grand Rapids. Strangely the only time I've ever been in the train station in my current hometown was that trip - when it was my destination.
I've ridden the train several more times since then. In high school again to a concert in Ann Arbor (a-ha, remember them?). Once to Toronto for a training seminar for work - it was cheaper for my employer than paying my mileage or buying a plane ticket. I believe the last time was about 10 years ago or so when I took the train to Chicago on the way to visit friends in Wisconsin.
I like the train - it's a soothing ride that doesn't require you to pay attention to traffic or heck, even to stay awake. You can see interesting scenery (depending on where you're traveling to anyway!), read a book, and experience the trip in a way you can't by driving yourself. If you're not in a hurry or can't afford airfare, the train's not a bad option!
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