Ryan
Court Jester
So I've decided that the only way that I'm going to write a decent trip report is to just get it done.
Slipped out of work a little early this afternoon and picked the boy up as soon as he got off of school. I read about Dick's train taking out a trespasser up in Delaware earlier today, so I wanted to get to BWI as soon as I could so that I could maybe catch an earlier train (rather than wait for my delayed train). I arrived at BWI about 10 minutes before 93 was scheduled to depart, and sure enough it was showing 20 minutes late. I grabbed a pair of MARC tickets when I printed my AGR tickets, since they had just announced a MARC train arriving. Of course, by the time I printed my 14 tickets, the train left just as we were crossing the bridge to the far side tracks. Drat.
We got to see lots of trains while we were waiting, including as S/B Acela that I half seriously thought about playing dumb and getting on the Acela in hopes that the Conductor wouldn't care. But I decided that getting out off the train in NCR wouldn't really help things out, so I waited. Watching the train status online, it looked like 93 was going to show up at about 5:05. At the appointed time a MARC train showed up, and again I was tempted to jump on. I decided to gamble and wait for 93, which the conductor told me was "right behind". Forgetting that all the rush hour traffic was running north, I thought that we would pull past the MARC local.
Of course, we didn't and arrived at Washington right at 6:00. Waited a few minutes in the Club Acela and got escorted down to the train. We're rolling now, just getting started about 15 minutes late.
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Just as we were getting rolling, we were invited to the dining car for dinner. Our SCA told us that we didn't need a reservation, as most folks already on the train had already been served. We made our way down, and just as we were seated the cook came out of the kitchen and gave Alexander a "Junior Conductor" hat (the same one all the kids were running around on National Train Day). Not long after that, one of the SA's led the car in a rousing round of "Happy Anniversary" (sung to the tune of "Happy Birthday") to a couple at the next table, and announced that the couple was celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary. Looks like we have a top notch crew to be sure.
Our orders were taken and food arrived before we even arrived at Alexandria. I had the steak (ordered it medium rare, came out more rare than medium, but delicious), Amy had the half chicken (she said it was good) and Alexander had the kid's pizza (which disappeared in about 17 nanoseconds). A nice leisurely dessert and we headed back to our room just as the train stopped at Manassass (now 20 minutes behind).
Slipped out of work a little early this afternoon and picked the boy up as soon as he got off of school. I read about Dick's train taking out a trespasser up in Delaware earlier today, so I wanted to get to BWI as soon as I could so that I could maybe catch an earlier train (rather than wait for my delayed train). I arrived at BWI about 10 minutes before 93 was scheduled to depart, and sure enough it was showing 20 minutes late. I grabbed a pair of MARC tickets when I printed my AGR tickets, since they had just announced a MARC train arriving. Of course, by the time I printed my 14 tickets, the train left just as we were crossing the bridge to the far side tracks. Drat.
We got to see lots of trains while we were waiting, including as S/B Acela that I half seriously thought about playing dumb and getting on the Acela in hopes that the Conductor wouldn't care. But I decided that getting out off the train in NCR wouldn't really help things out, so I waited. Watching the train status online, it looked like 93 was going to show up at about 5:05. At the appointed time a MARC train showed up, and again I was tempted to jump on. I decided to gamble and wait for 93, which the conductor told me was "right behind". Forgetting that all the rush hour traffic was running north, I thought that we would pull past the MARC local.
Of course, we didn't and arrived at Washington right at 6:00. Waited a few minutes in the Club Acela and got escorted down to the train. We're rolling now, just getting started about 15 minutes late.
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Just as we were getting rolling, we were invited to the dining car for dinner. Our SCA told us that we didn't need a reservation, as most folks already on the train had already been served. We made our way down, and just as we were seated the cook came out of the kitchen and gave Alexander a "Junior Conductor" hat (the same one all the kids were running around on National Train Day). Not long after that, one of the SA's led the car in a rousing round of "Happy Anniversary" (sung to the tune of "Happy Birthday") to a couple at the next table, and announced that the couple was celebrating their 60th wedding anniversary. Looks like we have a top notch crew to be sure.
Our orders were taken and food arrived before we even arrived at Alexandria. I had the steak (ordered it medium rare, came out more rare than medium, but delicious), Amy had the half chicken (she said it was good) and Alexander had the kid's pizza (which disappeared in about 17 nanoseconds). A nice leisurely dessert and we headed back to our room just as the train stopped at Manassass (now 20 minutes behind).