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Live Blog Rockopolis' Train-ing...from Hell!
DrRockopolis2010-12-09 10:04:57

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As You Know, I am going on a three day trip by train from Arizona to New York. I figured I'd liveblog it; I've certainly never done anything like this before.


I booked a roomette rather than taking a seat in coach for the first leg of the journey, to Chicago.

The train station is...a prefab building. A shed.

Okay, train's about half an hour late; not quite the midnight train but pretty damn close.

Last car, first floor, room next to the door.

The hallway is very narrow. I chuck my two bags onto a rack and check out my room. Not bad, very efficient. Bunk bed roomette, the top bunk folds into the ceiling, bottom bunk folds away for two chairs, the room is basically the size of the bunks. Fold out trashbins. Curtains.

The toilets...are horrible. I mean, they're clean, but they're cramped and...well, I'm the kind of person who can't stand public restrooms. Suddenly, three days seems like a very long time.

Showers are...actually okay. Enough room, clean, and the curtain clips to the frame. Might actually want that at home, to eliminate curtain cling.

Now I'm sitting in bed. I'll pass New Mexico and be well into Texas by the time I wake up.


I am in Tucson! I am going to sleep!

The train rocks and bumps, but it's much quieter than an airplane. Probably rocks less than a boat, though I haven't been on many of those. That should be my next trip.

The rocking kinda lulls me to sleep, actually.



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