November 7, 2017
I am on the Trinity Amtrak train #30, car 3001, cabin 9, headed east to Washington DC for the Unity Conference. Unity is a conference sponsored by the National Council of Churches.
I boarded a greyhound bus in Ann Arbor last night at 8:00; arrived in Toledo at 10:30 after stopping in Livonia and Dearborn to pick up more passengers, and in Ecorse to refuel. The Toledo station greeted me with a poster stating that it is one of the busiest Amtrak stations in the United States. Its bigger attraction was the Subway, which was still open, and I was first in line. Pretty much every person who was between a bus and a train trip got in line behind me. We ate our 6″ Subways with assorted cheese choices in a quiet contentment. Train stations are, like trains, a place set apart; they have a culture all their own. It is like hiding, in the best sense of the word. Continue reading