Well I decided to write about one of the coolest experiences of my life. About three years ago I was taking the Crescent from ATL to New Orleans. I had noticed a private car on the rear of the train when we departed Atlanta. It was a beautiful red and silver dome/porch car. You can visit their website here. About half way through the trip, I was invited into the private car at the rear of the train. I was so excited about this experience that I even left my scanner on in the lounge car. I later found out that it turned into a pain, and was turned off by an elder women . Standing on the back, with the wind through your hair, and the occasional piece of sand in your eye B) , is an experience I will never forget. After having some chips and salsa, and crossing the lake ponchatrain bridge, we arrived into New Orleans about 11pm that night. As I was getting off the train, I was talking to one of the people in the private car about where they planned on heading next. He informed me that they would be going up to Chicago on the next City Of New Orleans. I was amazed, because ironicly, I was also headed up to Chicago the next day. He then asked me if I wanted to join them for dinner in the private car the next day. I have to admit, the facial expression I had, closley resembled that of a very hyper four year old. I was sooo thrilled. The next day I had a nice dinner on the rear of the train, while watching the sunset across the flatlands of Miss. and Tenn.