Well in the middle of October, I finally made it to New York after all these years. My dad hadn’t seen his mother since he was around 20 years old! So it was about time!
We decided to take a LONG train ride there because my dad isn’t getting on a plane unless it’s life or death—and even then we don’t really know. I’m not a big fan of planes either—let’s get real.
I had never been on a train before—so I was looking forward to it.
The train ride on the way to New York wasn’t bad at all—especially if you can manage to get two seats to yourself to spread yourself out and relax. The scenery out the window wasn’t much to write home about though.
The food on the train was even less exciting. Not only were the prices outrageous as I would only expect them to be—but the food pretty much tasted just like it looked. Thank goodness I brought lots of food and drinks from home, too.