We hopped on the train from Washington, DC's Union Station to ride up to see my brother and his family and my mom in Connecticut. We made it out on the first train we could after all these blizzards. The train. What an experience. It's all about the sounds: the whistle, the conductor punching tickets as he walks by, the clickety clack of the track and the spewing sound coming from the lady in front of us who barfed all over.
Aside from the barfing incident, Faith was a pretty happy camper on the train.
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