The kid screeches something inaudible. The unshaven father grunts something underneath an Amtrak pillow. The Mom hits a high pitch warble. Then the daughter chimes in with a groan. Then they start over. The rhythm of the train keeps it going again, like a rave, where they repeat themselves, and i'm trapped in a train car with an annoying family and over-compensating heat blasting. oh, and the train ride is 9 hours. A 50 minute flight from Burlington, Vermont turned into a mentally gelatinous mess Sunday as everything was canceled, Delta was rebooking my flight for 2 days later(others were rebooked for 4 days later) and i hopped on the train instead. I love the train. However, the family in front of me had never taken the train. Mom and dad barked into cell phones. Plump children fed their habit with Cheetos. And I disappeared into my PSP.

posted by Lazlow at 11:43 PM  on Monday, February 26, 2007