Time | Approximately 9:30 p.m.
Location | Chicago, IL
It’s been roughly 43 hours since Victor, Hilda, and I picked Chelse (and 27 bags of luggage) up from her house in Edinburg.
Within those 43 hours, we’ve driven to San Antonio, loaded into the Texas Eagle, took a bus from just north of San Antonio to Fort Worth, made friends with a brother and sister duo from Dallas (DJ and Alexis), and ate more peanut butter and jelly sandwiches than I’ve eaten in the last 10 years. I’m not the biggest PB&J fan, but I’m actually really glad that we packed a loaf of white bread and a jar of Goober with us because the cafe car on the train is ridiculously overpriced. $6.50 for a microwaved hot dog?! $3.00 for a bag of chips?! I’d much rather munch on the free expired snack packs Amtrak so graciously offered us.
We’ve just arrived in Chicago and are all writing blog entries from the Chicago Union Station Metropolitan Lounge. Our next train is set to depart from Chicago at 9:30 tonight. Fingers crossed that we’ll stay on schedule. The washed out tracks in Texas put us about 5 hours behind. It cut into our Chicago-exploring time (we originally had a 7 hour layover), but at least we won’t miss our connecting ride to the Big Apple. I have a meal and the Lakeshore Limited rocking me to sleep to look forward to this evening.
Chelse Benham
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James Hernandez
