From the moment I boarded the train, I was mesmerized. It felt like we were immersed somewhere between the past and present.
Austin and Shyann tried to be the cool kids they were comfortable with, and I just kept satisfying my curiosity taking in the scenery around us as we pulled out of the station on the midnight train to Washington, D.C., Philadelphia and New York.
In Ashland, Ky., we took on two new cars — 32 people in the private cars that set my imagination racing. I learned they were part of a “Train Society” on excursion with the New River Train on their way to the nation’s capitol.
I booked seats for my grandchildren and me in coach, but I felt like we were traveling first class.
Look to future editions of
The Times-Post for additional installments from Judi Turpen’s rail journey.