Now I am sure that part of this is the pants stretching due to wear, but… I am liking what I don’t see.
Waiting on the train. Yesterday it was 3 hours late, but looks to be on time today. There is a huge service dog, legit, the owner has some serious mobility issues waiting. And a man with a killer cough. Oops he can hardly walk. He looks as bad as I did last week.
Hey, it’s time to train up. More later. Or not.
Upgraded myself to a sleeping box. Used to be you would bribe the conductor, nowadays you can bid for empty rooms and roomettes. I feel sure the conductor’s liked the old system better. They wanted to feed me lunch. But, I want to enjoy the loose pants for a while. I will do dinner.
Next stop Santa Barbara. (Got 20 more minutes in the station.)
