Wednesday, November 5, 2008
On the Night Train to Anchorage
We planned this trip for a year. The whole trip took more than a night, but everything was worth it. The windows open a little and let the fresh smell of the mountains in and the chill of the cold tingled my skin. The lull of the train movement coaxes me to sleep and I dream of how nice the rest of the trip will be.
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