We were going to swap out to take group photos, but a passing motorist offered to take our pictures for us. How nice! :) Here we are--i, of course, am the one with wild hair.
Because carpooling was not an option, i took the train down and back. I've taken the train late at night several times, and even though it probably isn't the wisest thing, it's never alarmed me to be waiting alone at the station in the dark. What i DO fear is sleeping through my stop. It's not like an airplane where everyone has to get off at the destination, nor do conductors wake up passengers. One late night--the train was to arrive after midnight--the lulling clack clack and gentle sway sent me deeply asleep in between stops, even though they were only about 12 minutes apart. I kept starting awake, fearing i'd slept through Fullerton, especially since the train only stopped for a moment or two. If i missed Fullerton, there were no other south-bound trains to catch from further up. It would be Union Station for me, or calling someone at one in the morning, oh boy.
Well, tonight those fears were realized. The guy seated diagonally from me slept soundly through Santa Ana. I felt sorry for him. That stop was announced loudly, several times! If i'd known he was getting off at Santa Ana i'd have tried to wake up, but two stops later, even the conductor had to shake him. I think he was going to have to go all the way to Union Station and catch a train backward. :(
Because carpooling was not an option, i took the train down and back. I've taken the train late at night several times, and even though it probably isn't the wisest thing, it's never alarmed me to be waiting alone at the station in the dark. What i DO fear is sleeping through my stop. It's not like an airplane where everyone has to get off at the destination, nor do conductors wake up passengers. One late night--the train was to arrive after midnight--the lulling clack clack and gentle sway sent me deeply asleep in between stops, even though they were only about 12 minutes apart. I kept starting awake, fearing i'd slept through Fullerton, especially since the train only stopped for a moment or two. If i missed Fullerton, there were no other south-bound trains to catch from further up. It would be Union Station for me, or calling someone at one in the morning, oh boy.
Well, tonight those fears were realized. The guy seated diagonally from me slept soundly through Santa Ana. I felt sorry for him. That stop was announced loudly, several times! If i'd known he was getting off at Santa Ana i'd have tried to wake up, but two stops later, even the conductor had to shake him. I think he was going to have to go all the way to Union Station and catch a train backward. :(
3 comments:
I don't see the picture...and where is that poem you posted some time ago, that short one?
Much love.
In my younger days I used to fall asleep often on the train going from san dawgs to fullerton. Some employee would always wake me up though because I was a minor...btw, it's your move.
I have this irrational fear of falling asleep on long flights and missing the meal cart. So I will stay up and not sleep no matter how tired I am. I don't know what this says or means about me. :)
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