Railroaded

Waxing Crescent Moon

I'm getting this trainsleeping thing down pretty good. I got more rest last night than ever before riding from Tucson to L.A. Union Station. The keys for me are back and neck support - a lumbar pillow of some sort and a rolled up jacket or small pillow to keep my neck straight. All the rest of it is pretty natural. Of course, having two seats to yourself helps!

Yesterday I looked around the immediate area of the Tucson Amtrak Station for things of interest. Among them were the one hundred year old Hotel Congress (crawling with hipsters) and the Southern Arizona Transportation Museum (tiny but fun). There is also an exceptional market a few blocks away called Johnny Gibson's.

The Amtrak station has several displays that caught my eye, especially this one. Wyatt Earp and Doc Holliday in lawman pose.

And this gal. Who doesn't love a girl with a little spunk?

Right next door is Maynard's Kitchen, a good place for a light breakfast. It's named after Maynard Dixon  a somewhat acclaimed western artist. A few of his prints are on display in the lobby. I like that stuff.

Hope to be home around dark tonight - not really ready to sit still yet, but I will have to lie low for the time being.

Peace, Love, and Rehab,
Jim