Monday, September 8, 2003

(DC2K3 - some of the train story)

Then, there was the little issue of the diner (again) on the way back. The head dude/seater/greeter person was (despite the availability of tables) attempting to seat us with strangers.

What the fuck was that all about?


Too, the fact that there was no smoking car prompted many to smoke in the bathroom. (Apparently, if you blow the smoke into the toilet and flush, it gets sucked out.) This left the toilets without water, which for some odd reason, did not discourage people from using them.

ummm.... P.U.!!!!

Then there was the BLACK shit that comes out of your nose... NOT from cigarettes!!!! (long live diesel!)


As bad as it was though... unfortunately, it's the only way I have to get to Dragon Con, if I want to go. There's no way I can risk the plane, and as bad as it was, it's still better than the doggie bus. :\

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