I Stared out the dirty fogged up window as the wheels began to turn, and we zoomed into the night of Chicago. It was now that I realized the pure beauty of my city. I sighed in contentment and closed the drapes over the window. I laid my head on my mother’s warm shoulder next to me. I looked around the train, OK.. A 2 year old.. Some very annoying teenagers…An old couple.. A business man and a collage student.. and..OH ITS WENDY!.. OK back on track, uh….Mountain hiker, oh nice boots.. I thought to myself. I then went back to the window. “whoa…” I said in a awed surfer-dude kinda voice. Buildings, trees,plants and other things whipped past, it was dizzying.

Ah how I love trains…