Last night we slept in our coach seats. The rhythmic rocking of the train did not quite overcome the discomfort of the seats but we all managed some degree of shut eye overnight. We arose outside of Toledo and have been busy enjoying the scenery which is mostly farmland and small towns at the moment. It is a kick when we pass a train going in the opposite direction. They are so close that it feels like we could reach out and touch them. Of course we would probably lose our arms as they are going by so fast that it is just a blur. The passenger trains are relatively short but the freight trains are quite lengthy. Last night in the dark you could tell which type we were passing just by how long it took for the sound to end. We can hear our train horn from the front. It is surprising how often it blows. Like Dinah!
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