All Aboard!

So I have only ridden on a train once when I was in eighth grade to Washington, DC.  But since that’s a school trip, which is the blog topic in a couple of weeks, I’m tempted to save that story.  However, that certainly had to be a crazy train trip.  Or at least the chaperones were crazy.  Can you imagine taking a bunch of eighth and ninth graders all the way to DC from FL to tour our nation’s capitol?  I think there were about 15-20 of us kids and two chaperones.  Two!  I am completely blanking on my history teacher’s name, but I can still picture her and I remember that I liked and respected her a lot.  The other chaperone was Mr. Christine (pronounced Chris-Stein, long i sound, not like a girl’s name).  And Mr. Christine was pretty darned cool too.  But I still think he and Ms. History-teacher’s-name-I-can’t-remember were pretty brave and awesome to deal with all of these junior high kids who had issues with staying in their hotel rooms because the hallway was so much more entertaining, especially when we all had this thing about buying water guns in DC.

Anyhow, we’d taken the train.  It took a long time, but I really don’t remember much more about it other than we mostly slept on the way back.  My only other train experience is at theme parks and zoos.  It tends to be the sign of my laziness or exhaustion kicking in…particularly if I am dealing with an even more exhausted child.  Ah, many summer days have seen me riding the train at Disney (usually catching it in Frontierland) and riding it back to the front of the park with a napping child in my lap, drool trickling down my arm and mixing with the sweat and sunscreen.  Doesn’t that sound lovely?

Next week is automobiles.  And since I just covered the entire eastern half of I-10 this past week, I’m pretty sure I’ll have a more entertaining automobile story for you.

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5 Responses to All Aboard!

  1. tonettejoyce says:

    They didn’t have the train when I was growing up in DC, Micki, and I am wracking my brain for a train story myself, but the speculation on yours is enough to load a person’s head…I mean, you and the rest of us are looking at it now from an adult’s point-of-view,and I might add, shaking in our boots at the thought!
    I may need an antacid just thinking about what they went through, worry-wise. When lived in the DC area, the seventh-grade classes took daytrips to Colonial Williamsburg because there was so much trouble when my older sister’s class went for their overnight trip there, they put a stop to them… Your teachers must have gotten very brave or did not learn from history! I hope it all went well.I guess you came back unscathed, huh?


    • Micki Gibson says:

      I remember it being a really big deal to me and begging my parents to go on the trip because I was so jealous when the school safety patrols got to go. (I’d been cheated out of the opportunity to be a 5th grade patrol because we moved and I changed schools between my 4th and 5th grade year.) I remember it being waaaaaayyyy expensive to this 13 year old which may have had something to do with our “brave” chaperones. I guess they figured if our parents were able to come up with the money for us to go, the parents would also come up with a way to put the fear of God into us so we’d behave. Nobody wanted their parent to get one of THOSE calls.

      Still, I’m a little jealous of all those kids in the Virginia/Maryland area who get to go on those cool field trips to the Smithsonian all the time.


  2. jeff7salter says:

    On my train trip, which I’ll describe this Thursday, I met two ladies who were escorting a herd of 14 yr old girls to DC from Alabama somewhere. I told them they were the most courageous people I’d ever met in person.


    • Micki Gibson says:

      Courageous indeed. But even if some of those 14 year old girls forget their names, I’ll bet a couple of them will still remember they were pretty cool to do something like that.


      • jeff7salter says:

        I could never be a chaperone for any group in which the kids outnumbered the adults. I’d be a nervous wreck … especially going to a large city with which I was not already comfortable.


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