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Awaiting my last train ride home. In an hour, we board the Coast Starlight which will return us to Seattle about 35 hours from now. I’ve enjoyed the trip, but I’m so very ready to be home. I guess that means a 30-day trip was exactly right.

We slipped out to Olivera St.–the “Mexico replica” street beside the station, but every place was closed except one. We had delicious Mexican breakfasts and bought burritos for the train. I loved it, although my son scorched his tongue and the experience was therefore ruined.

I haven’t been following blogs, or LiveJournals, or anything except Twitter, and even that has been pretty sporadic. You can see some pretty terrible pictures at https://twitter.com/byharryconnolly/media mixing in among my other stuff.

As for my books, I’d hoped to finish One Man on this trip, but it’s too hard to write on the train. Too chaotic and distracting, even with my headphones on. Plus, a month of iffy sleep hasn’t left me at my best.

Soon, it will be over. I’ve really enjoyed this trip, but I’m ready to be back at my book in a big way.

Mirrored from Harry Connolly. You can comment here but not there.

Comments

sartorias
May. 11th, 2016 08:40 pm (UTC)
I love walking over to Olivera Street before commencing a trip.

Have a lovely ride up the coast, and I wish you good rest in your own bed at the end!
burger_eater
May. 12th, 2016 02:15 am (UTC)
I only wish we could have visited later in the morning when there would be more people there than the guy who cooked our breakfast, private security, and dozens of sketchy homeless dudes.

And thank you! Only one more night to sleep in a chair, and then it's heavenly rest.