So now I'm in a cab, heading from Portland to Salem. Heading to a train station that is closed to "fend for ourselves".
I've officially been traveling with Amtrak for 13 hours now and they just gave up on our train taking us anywhere else. Still not in Salem.
coming up on 8 hours on this train. I'm ready to be off now.
Gotta love random overheard street conversations: "I have to call him. I can't take a drunken bar conversation as 'move in next week'".
totally unrelated but I might be calling in sick tomorrow. No reason.
"It's time for a boy to hold the baby." [silence ensues]