The Empire Builder from Seattle

I’m on board the train that will bring me across the North to Minnesota. Unlike most people I know, I’m happy to spend nearly two whole days on a train instead of flying the same distance in only hours. This is my pace.

I’m glad to be making this trip, but it’s bittersweet. A cross-country ride, whether it’s in a car or on a train, is better when shared with someone else. Maybe that isn’t always the case, but my lone journeys of the last few years have worn me down.