‘Yeah, be right there, just started my 52 hour train ride..’
Why? WHYYYYYYYYY oh why ohh why did I not realise that 52 hours on a train would NOT be all that fun? Especially since I didn’t even shell out for a sleeper seat? Thank the Lord I bought that travel pillow or I would be ready to destroy something right now, about 48 hours into the trip. There’s only so much entertainment you can get out of staring at mountains and the occasional river for two days.
I’ve been to Reno, Salt Lake City, Grand Junction, Denver, various places in Iowa I didn’t care to remember the names of…
I can’t even think. I’ve been having a series of naps rather than sleeping and my head feels really foggy. A nice Spanish lady gave me some burritos and two apples as my food supply had run out and I was considering buying the ridiculously overpriced food on the train. I found a guy from Scotland travelling with a guy from Liverpool to chat to and borrow a UK to US adapter from (the one for Australia that I originally bought converted to a US adapter, but Erica the Italian stole it by accident haha -__-). Also, I met a girl from Chicago who is moving to London on Friday to study at London School of Fashion.
Twinkie, Twinkie, Little Star *MUNCH*
What else.. OHH I BOUGHT *calms down* and absolutely demolished four Twinkies! The shame. But oh how I luurrvve Twinkies. I see why that dude in Zombieland was in search of the last remaining Twinkies after the zombie apocalypse. And looking at the label, a two Twinkie packet hasn’t even got that much saturated fat or calories in it… but I should probably not eat any more for a while.
I’m about to cross the Mississippi river.
Next time- AmTrak: It STILL hasn’t ended
Love, Peace and OMNOMNOM*eats another Twinkie*DON’T LOOK AT ME!*munches*THE SHAAMMEE
P.S. I think I may have a problem.
P.P.S.- What did Delaware? A nice New Jersey? Idaho, but Alaska!