I Love Trains!

In a couple of hours I’ll board Amtrak in downtown San Diego for a train ride to Irvine, CA – an hour and a half up the track. There my youngest son will pick me up and whisk me to his house in Costa Mesa. There I’ll get to play with my youngest granddaughter and share in a family Easter feast. Around 3 my son will return me to the train station and home I’ll go.

Sure, I could drive. After all, I’m a native Californian, which means, almost, I was issued a driver’s license right along with my birth certificate. But traffic along our I5 corridor has become close to horrendous. I might or might not save time driving, depending, and there’s no way to know in advance.

Instead, I’ll pick a window on the west and watch rolling surf much of the ride. I’ve I’m really lucky I’ll meet an interesting person or two; if not, I’ve got a book to read.

Best of everything to all of you,

Write well and often,

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