Trains?

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I have a trip coming up later in the season.  My mind had been focused only on the choice of driving or flying.  Flying is out.  If I want some ape jostling my junk, at my expense, I'd commit a crime and do the time.  Since I am not interested in criminal pursuits or the rough justice from such, I'll stick to driving.  However, reading another blog, the idea of taking the train came up.  Oh, lots of complaints about surly employees (not so nice as air stewardesses) and this and that.  Look, if you are a bedwetter, and are willing to let your body be molested for a smile, go for it.  I don't need niceties, I just want to get to my destination.  I don't expect much, in any case, and am quite often not surprised.  Oddly, though, I am often more surprised, and in a better way, than bedwetters who think they can buy genuine kindness, or... whatever.  It's not for sale.  Sometimes someone offers you that, but it isn't because of their paycheck, it's because they see something in you.  Maybe that you aren't a bedwetter?

Anyway...  So I went digging.  Can't sleep innit.  I didn't have great hopes.  It would be a long trip.  As it turns, the trip would be much longer.  No direct path, not even three.  Back through California, then on to Texas?  Worse.  It wouldn't be three segments, more like eight or nine.  Not all of it a train ride, some of bus.  Bus?  Not a chance.  A bus, in some parts of the MidWest, maybe.  But not through California.  Thank you, Compton!  Wait, Compton is now Mexican.  Anyway, no buses.  That's out.

However, I haven't really seen California.  Not that I would go anytime soon.  But perhaps, if the drought breaks, before Alaska?  Maybe.  And a train might be the way to do it.  It would save on vehicle use.  The trip is long enough that a room, with private shower and toilet, would be a consideration.  Renting a car there, or maybe researching other means of transport while there... cost and difficulty comparisons would take place before that decision would be made.  I have no interest in going East on the train...  Hmm, then again, maybe a trip back to old home, to see my mother before I go?  I'm almost sure she might pick me up, or... again... I could rent a buggy for a few days.  Wouldn't stay long.  Not my way anymore.

Just the notion that trains exist offer another consideration for things I thought might be out of reach.  I don't need someone to bring me a pillow and blanket.  I don't care if someone sneaks a cig in the john, I don't care if the conductor is some Jane who thinks she is a G.I.  Don't care, so long as when I get to point A, they take me to point B.  I'm a big boy, stopped wetting the bed when my bladder joined me in growing up.  Dang kids, anyway.  The one thing, though, finding a price... they just aren't coughing that up.  I'll try again.  But it's looking like I would have to enter all data, and maybe card, first.  Not going to happen.  Will just call if all else online fails.

Might be bedtime.  Getting grumpy enough.  Love that edge though, it's what keeps me going.  Good night, I hope.

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Hmm?  Well, this time, though to a single destination, the prices popped before I was asked to enter any information.  I suppose when people see how many hitches in the ride on long distances they simply dump the plan?  Anyway, from here to San Fran, Fisherman's Wharf (typical tourist area, but a safe start point for a noob, from which to escape after some research), with a private room both ways, $300.  Not bad.  Saves on gas plus a room.  Gas alone would be more, and a room for both up and back would be in the $200 range.  So... yeah... maybe...  A three day trip, for example... mid-week so as to cut down on some of the tourist clusterfuckage... one could hope.  But only if the place gets water before I leave to Alaska.  Hmm... maybe winter though, either way?

Just trying to cross some things off of an odd to-do list.  Must have been in Cali at one time, or how did I get into Tijuana?  I know I was there, but totally don't remember Cali.  Was in Cali, once, for a day, for my brothers wedding, but didn't have time to do any looking.  Other than the whole place seemed like one big city, until far enough away.

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Someone still shows me what they think might help me along my path.  As I fail to sleep, someone... through viewing, showed me to this.  Yeah, it might help at that.