Matt's Tips for Long Railroad Trips

So if you thought--like Gene Wilder in
Silver Streak--that taking a  long train trip for a couple of days would be a great way to relax and get caught up on your reading, you are mistaken.  There's lots to do andsee. Here are a few tips which might help you plan your trip.

  1. Go to www.amtrak.com and just look
      around.  Click on the "Routes" icon to get
      an idea of places to go.  The site also has
       information about specials that seem to be
       very popular.  I booked my reservation on
       the website and had no problems.

  2. I'm not saying that the folks in coach are
      the wretched refuse of anyone's teeming
      shores, but if  you can swing it financially,
      get something on the sleeper.  In addition
      to the privacy, you'll have access to
      showers, reservations in the dining car,
      and a special steward on each sleeping
      car who will look after your well-being.

  3. Book early.  Sleepers fill up fast.

  4. What Amtrak likes to call "roomettes" are
      great if it's just you or just you and a small
      child.  If two normal-sized adults are
      traveling together, it 's better to get a regular
      bedroom.

  5. Even if you're traveling coach, eat your
      meals in the dining car.  The food is quite
      good, and as on cruises, you are compelled
      to eat with others.  Everyone I ate with was
      terrific and had great stories to tell.

  6. Trains have a bad reputation for being
      chronically late.  I can't generalize, but my
      train arrived in Portland a half-hour early.

  7. If you're a smoker, your smoking breaks
      are litmited to the occasional opportunity
      to go out on the platform when the train
      is in station.

  8. Be open to meeting new people.  It 's one
      of the best perks of the trip.

  9. Generally speaking, "early to bed and early
      to rise" is the best strategy for train riding.
      I didn't see anyone who looked like Paul
      Newman running a poker game as in
The
    
Sting, and the bar closes at 10 pm.
      They dim the lights in the coach, and there's
      not a lot to see outside in the darkness. 
      I was generally in bed at ten and up around
      six in the morning.

10. Occasionally, a train will be scheduled
       for a twenty-minute stop in a city.  Don't
       plan to take in a lot of sights in that time
       period.  It's just about enough time to go
       into the station and get a newspaper or ice
       cream from the vending machine.

11. Regardless of how old you are, you'll
       be the youngest person on the train.

12. Don't expect to get much use out of your
       cell phone or laptop.  (For me, this was one
       of the very best features of the trip.)

13. Spend as much time as possible looking
       out the window.  It's a beautiful country..
Every two or three hours, the train would stop and let passengers get out, stretch their legs, smoke as much of a cigarette as possible, and take a stab at cell phone coverage. 

When I got to Portland (a half-hour early!) on Saturday morning, my wonderful friend, Vonne Good, met me at the station, and we spent a beautiful day visiting four of the wineries in the Wilhamette Valley region and the Evergreen Aviation Museum--the new home of the "Spruce Goose", since it left Long Beach a few years back.  There's no way I could get the entire plane in one photo, but here are a couple of photos of Vonnie and me with the tail section and the model of the plane that was used in the movie
The Aviator.

It was a great trip.  If you ever get the chance, do it.
You'll love it.
  So why is a train that goes from Chicago to Portland called The Empire
   Builder
?  It's named for James J. "Empire Builder" Hill, who founded the
   Northern Pacific Railroad in the 19th century.  His railroad opened a vast
   segment of the continent to economic development.  Here's a statue of Mr.
   Hill in front of the station in Havre, Montana.

  For more information about the route,



                                                     I boarded at Cincinnati at 3 a.m, and we
                                                     arrived in Chicago seven hours later. 
                                                     After checking my bags, I went for a stroll
                                                     and discovered that Union Station is only
                                                     block away from Sears Tower, which I had
                                                     never visited.  So I checked it out and took
                                                     this picture, looking toward the new Frank Geary
                                                      buidling in Grant Park (lower right), Navy Pier and Lake Michigan.                                                      
...





  
  
As you'd probably suspect, the scenery was the highlight
   of the trip.  I don't think we ever actually got into the
   Badlands of North Dakota, but the scenery at right
   was not too far away.




                                               It's very difficult to take a digital photo from a moving train. 
                                               I spent almost an hour trying to get a decent shot of Mt. Hood. 
                                               This is as good as I could get.
click here.
Riding the Empire Builder, September 2005
At two p.m., I boarded the train and was immediately greeted by my sleeping car host,
O.C. Smith, from McComb, Mississippi (right).  Needless to say, we bonded right away,
and he took very good care of me for the duration of the trip.  At one point, I heard an
announcement asking everyone who had signed up for the wine tasting to report to the
dining car.  I hadn't heard anything about it and told O.C. that I was sorry I was going to
miss it.  His response was that he knew I'd want to go and had signed up for me.  I found out
shortly that not only is he an outstanding sleeping car host, he runs a mean wine tasting as well.


                                                                               At said wine tasting, I met the folks at left.  George from Milan,
                                                                               Indiana, which is where I go to ride my bicycle on nice days.
                                                                               If he hadn't told me that he sent his daughter to Xavier,
                                                                               I would have thought him to be entirely convivial and
                                                                               intelligent.