One of the most memorable experiences of my life was a train trip from Norfolk, VA to Sedona, AZ that took two and a half days. I was about eight or nine and it was with my two brothers, mom, and dad, and I have so many vivid images.
Waking up in WV and barreling around the mountains with jagged rock just outside my window…a brief stop in Chicago that was a particularly blustery day so the city really lived up to it’s nickname…making friends with another kid in one of the cars who brought their Game Boy too, playing linked Tetris for the first time and him gifting me Metroid II and Penguin Wars…a brief stop in NM where I got off and got a sick necklace with a turquoise cross (later stolen from my gym locker about five years later)…and finally a snow storm in AZ that was the first they’d had in a long time and was my first time in one.
I really love trains because of that trip and have been hoping to take a long ride again since then but it’s a little expensive, time-consuming, and my wife is not really into them. But we had train tickets finally booked to Orlando to see her dad and were going to go with our at-the-time 15 month old around April.
When it was clear we needed to call and cancel our tickets and we did so it felt like a passage I’d hope for so long would open again had to be re-closed. There’s way worse things in the world but it just sucked for a bit because, as this thread will hopefully celebrate, trains are great and not getting to ride one is not so great.