If you want to pee, go pee.. There’s never a time on a train when you can’t stand up and do whatever you want. And that includes having a nice lunch in the dining car, which is what I’m going to go do now.
I really enjoyed a train trip my (then soon-to-be) wife and I took from Chicago to Dallas years ago, though certainly a plane ride would've been much faster. But for trips under, say, 250 miles or so, it looks like you won't loose anything but aggravation.
Maybe those proposed high-speed rail lines along the Trans-Texas Corridor are an even better idea than I thought.
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I love train travel and have always been sad that this country never had a real appreciation for it.
That may have to change now - late yes, but welcomed.
To get up and go to the restroom, eat a lovely lunch, watch the world roll by, snooze with the ambling of the train... Oh lovely lovely lovely.
When I moved back to NY from Cali, I so wanted to take the train back, but the demon of time stood in my way.
Deep sigh.
That trip I mentioned from Chicago to Dallas was an overnight of course. We had the smallest private room - two big, comfy reclining seats facing each other which made up into bunk beds at night. That stuff they tell you about being rocked to sleep is true :)
And blueberry pancakes for breakfast in the dining car. Yum!
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