My first trip in forever takes me to a meditation on when and where Burt and I had travelled. Our travels were circumspect; we stayed close to home.
We took the Amtrak to Hudson a number of times. Hudson is kind of the gateway to the Berkshires where I am going this weekend. On the Amtrak Empire Service.
Atlantic City was another of our destination; we went so often it seemed we were determined to sample all the accomodations on the Boardwalk circa 1990 to 2000. We went via train on about 4 of those visits.
What strikes me about these trips is the lack of luggage. That is to say, I don’t remember our having or carrying suitcases, backpacks, — gosh, no, no backpacks for sure- or any bags.
Trains to Saratoga, Boston, DC, I can’t picture us with a single piece of luggage.
On the occasions we rented a car, I can envision our popping cases in the trunk.
In my memories of our trainrides — we are unencumbered.
this is our life 