In light of the fact that I spent most of the day keeping a hacking-sneezing Sam quiet in preparation for his birthday party, then had an intense two hours of PARTAY, I’ve gotten no writing done today. Luckily, I’ve got some train photos that didn’t fit with the memories captured theme, and this is the perfect moment to show them. Enjoy!
Don't you love how the blue train in the background makes Sam's blue eyes just pop?
Here's Caroline in the observation car, looking out over the railing. She thought I was photographing the train and therefore didn't pose. I love the faraway look in her eyes.
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The weekend after I got back from my solo Ohio trip, I had scheduled a surprise for our family. (This was a bad idea; I’m even worse at planning surprises than I am at keeping them.) I wrote the melodramatic message “Make no plans. Board the dog” across the calendar weekend of December 10th and waited for Scott to notice.
I actually did a very good job of waiting, since I bought the tickets towards the end of November, and he didn’t notice until the day before I left for Cincinnati. He was adding a kid therapy to the calendar and asked “What plans aren’t we making next weekend?… Read the rest
For our honeymoon, Scott and I took the train to Denver, then rented a car to go in a giant circle, ending in the Mile High City once again. In two weeks, we drove, rode, or slept through thirteen states. (Travel tip? For Christ’s sake don’t do that. Take more time, OK?)
Amtrack from Cincinnati to Chicago was awesome. We took a Pullman and ate in the dining car. From Chicago to Denver? Less so. We were on top of a double decker, and my motion sickness never once relented. My body was sure the train was climbing into the mountains when it was on the flat plains of Nebraska.… Read the rest