Wow, America is vast and diverse! We have seen some extraordinary sights on the west coast leg of the journey. Deserts. Endless forests. Snow-capped mountains. Vineyards!!! Miles of broccoli and capsicums. Running rivers. Empty dams. Parched lunar landscapes. Rock formations like the ones in Ansel Adams b&w photographs. There is never a dull moment. And now we’ve just unpacked in beautiful Portland, Oregon.
On board we’ve met friendly and helpful people – and watched more mini-dramas unfolding all around – like the girl whose boyfriend got off the train but failed to return to his seat as we sped out of Eugene-Springfield. He was in the ‘restroom’.
Sleeping has been a challenge but I got four hours last night – Glenys less. At San Francisco we were hoping the train would empty out and we could then stretch out – but it was full again before we left. There’s plenty of space between rows of seats and fold-out leg rests – but they’re better suited to shorter legs.
It feels like a holiday – very relaxing. We listen to music from time to time, but there’s too much to see to read for long. My book is Gilead by Marrilynne Robinson – even better the second time round. Still hot weather – even in Portland.
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