1118h:
met a nice dc couple taking a vacation identical to ours, right down to the non-plan and false start three years ago. they smoke; are they us in the past? the sight-seeing dome car is open, just in time for the backyards of albany.
cafe car coffee,
bird's-eye view of albany.
no rock-eaters yet.
we're told montreal's punk bars are on rue st. laurent.
1129h:
it's schenectady,
the city that lights the world!
too early for wine.
1236h:
yupster uncloaking:
an amarone, vintage
backgammon, and shame.
1346h:
ticonderoga:
halfway point! the leaf-peeping
is epic, like dune.
1415h:
joe pours wine in my shoe.
1651h:
customs. our seeded crackers are not confiscated. the earnest man behind us explains to the border agents how tamarind candy is made. ("it's no longer a fruit. it's been boiled, not by me.")
1737h:
canada appears to be phoning it in re: the picturesque. bah.
1758h:
sun just set. horizon afire in a mildly scary way.
7 comments:
So now we all know: the best way to detfruit the tamarind is to boil, transmute into candy form, then eat whilst crossing northern territories.
LOVE your haiku'd journey.
Seriously with this? Way too amazing a trip for me to read about in my office, whilst wishing to be almost anywhere else.
Also, I have an odd love of coffee from cafe cars (or vending machines) even when it is terrible. It tastes of adventure.
i can never get joe to take the train.
damn buses!
Your HAIKU SKILLS light the world (as does your clever caboose-photo description).
Consider the world LIT.
(A train, a train, a train, a train.)
the problem with this post is this.
i usually catch up on blogs at work, on breaks.
my work does not like your blog. i can not visit it more than 1x a day, sometimes not even that. and so, if i try and follow your picture links then go back to reading the post, i fail.
that said I WANT A CANADIAN TRAIN RIDE WITH BACKGAMMON AND WINE (in shoe or otherwise) AND DOME CAR.
(that is why it has taken me so long to comment)
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