Riding the train is never the same twice. This particular trip, as we traversed the breathtaking scenery of the north end of the continental divide, a cellist who has traveled the world offered to play for those of us hanging out in the observation car. Though the train shook and jiggled and the northern sun poured down on his back, he played and ( Read more... )

So I'm here, waiting for friends to come back from seeing a play in order to pick me up. I'm early, and we all expected me to be late. Like my arrival at Chicago--I had a perfect afternoon planned with interesting people, but the train in was so late due to an engine blow up at Grand Junction and an engine shuffle in Denver that I got hustled off ( Read more... )

My travels have been adventuresome (first train six hours late, sec on eleven), so have not had any visits, just four days of train. Luckily I like trains. Lots of work done, too. Wow was I behind.

Pictures when I figure out how to get them here.

Wanted to link to this beautiful pas de deus that Thistleingrey linked to over at DW. Exquisite ( Read more... )

I can't resist adding two more photos, both taken from the window of the train as we whizzed through Colorado. Back to very dry air, and I made out the haze of wildfires across the sky, though no one said anything about major ones.

Oh, but the astonishingly brilliant shades of gold!

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I love long train rides with a desperate love, but I haven't been on one since 2004, so I've been feeling deprived. So I ride trains on the Net.

Thanks to 365postcards there is this realtime snip of the countryside between St. Petersburg and Moscow. Watching that, I get as mesmerized as I do on trainrides, with my face pressed to the window ( Read more... )