What a shame to travel by train in the dark. All that passing landscape that we missed.
We almost didn't get off the train in Spokane. It was midnight. We rolled into the station and after hours of clacking and train whistles, all went silent. The only sound was snoring. People sprawled everywhere. Heads lolling in the aisles. We sat for 45 minutes waiting for orders to de-train, depart, unboard, I don't know..walk off(four sisters and a mom sat here trying to come up with the proper term and that is what we came up with. Brilliant.) Nobody told us anything. The train guy happened by, surprised we were still there. Lucky we didn't end up in Chicago. Not that Chicago is bad, it just wasn't where we were going.
Sabra & Violet at the train station in Vancouver.
My mom keeping Violet entertained.
A bridge somewhere.
Sabra writing in her journal.