Black Bunny Express

 

by Pa Rock

Traveling Man

I am in Seattle along with my daughter, Molly, and her youngest two children, Judah and Willow,  We rode an AmTrak passenger train from Salem, Oregon, yesterday, through a beautiful stretch of the Pacific Northwest, and about five hours after our departure, we were at the King Street Station in Seattle.  One of the unexpected highlights of the trip was the young black bunny who showed up hopping along the tracks in Salem, undoubtedly to to see us off.  Judah managed to get the rabbit's picture with his phone - the day's first souvenir!

I boarded the train on the steep metal steps taking great care not to fall backward and take out some of the passengers who were in line behind me - and I tumbled forward instead, skinning both knees.  But the pain gave me something to focus on for the next couple of hours.  Second souvenir of the day.

Even though my grandchildren are teenagers (Willow, 13, and Judah, 15), I expected they would be antsy on the train and use some of the five hours moving from car-to-car and exploring.  Neither had been on a train before, or at least not since they were old enough to remember.  But both of the kids were exceptionally fine traveling companions who remained seated the entire trip and watched the world go by.  It seemed to be quite a pleasurable experience for our entire group.  

Once we were off the train, the trip got harder as we had to drag  and lug our luggage, Uber to a car rental agency, and then find our way around Seattle to reach our hotel in what I would term "brisk and heavy" traffic.  Molly, an experienced urban driver, was at the wheel.  (If I had been by myself, I would probably still be walking and trying to find the hotel!)

But, long story wide, we are in the right hotel, in the right city, and preparing to go out and have a wonderful day.

I wish the bunny a good day also!