I'm back in Austin. I arrived last night after 31 hours on an Amtrak train. The trip was, mostly, enjoyable. I was worried for the first couple hours on the train because I managed to choose a seat right in front of 3-year-old twins who chattered, screamed, and cried non-stop. They literally did not shut up. Contemplating two full days of that, I thought I would have a nervous breakdown. But soon I realized there were plenty of other places to hang out, the observation car, the cafe car, etc.
My stomach is a little funny, I'm sure because for two days on the train all I ate was peanuts, ginger snaps, and a foul tuna sandwich I forced myself to eat because I paid $5.50 for it.
I'll write more about the trip and the last part of my stay in Indiana in the next few days,. In the last couple of weeks I've been in touch with several people from my distant past, and such encounters are always revealing. In keeping with the tone of this blog, I will share all the epiphanies, large and small. Right now I'm just glad to be home, cooking in my own kitchen.