Dana and I are off on our Amtrak journey to California, with delays caused by freight trains as we enter Chicagoland. Marty will meet us at the station to share time during a short stop before we catch the Zephyr. Can we actually be celebrating his twentieth birthday? We managed to get some sleep on an overnight from Cincinnati (the Cardinal), but I don’t feel train-savvy yet. I also bit my tongue severely a few minutes ago and it won’t stop bleeding.
