The U S of A

Hello yor’ll (Texan for you all, or in English…..everyone)

Travelling alone, I have had no one to talk about what I’ve seen and done each day. So that is why my blogs have been enjoyable to write, because, as you know, I like to chatter. But most of the time in the States I was with family, and had several years of catching up to do. So no blog.

Since my train journey, I have had a weekend with my nephew and his wife in Seattle, a day in the city and another one out in the country side, where we drove far enough to reach snow for a short walk!

From Washington I flew down to Texas, Houston, and have just spent a week with my sister and brother in law, niece and Great niece!! A wonderful way to finish my trip, a good relaxing family time, visiting museums, out and about, including the Commodore’s Ball at their sailing club on my last night, and eating three large meals a day.

So this is my last blog, as I’m now on my homeward journey, with hand luggage stuffed full of extra jumpers I can throw on as soon as we touch down in the UK. Unfortunately I didn’t organise a direct flight, so I have a few hours at Miami airport…. Never mind, one last chance for an oversized American meal!

P.S. now back in the U.K, but my luggage isn’t. Still, if that was written in the stars, this is the best place for it happen, and have been assured it will be delivered home tomorrow……..

Another Long Day

Two days are not enough in San Francisco, especially when fretting about how you’re going to get to the out-of-town train station later, and leaving your camera at the VIC, visitor information centre ( I realised within quarter of an hour, and they had put it by).

The drivers are incredibly polite, as they always wave pedestrians who are waiting at cross roads to go over. But I discovered that by law they have to allow pedestrians to cross, very nice, but also probably quite practical when at many cross road all four drivers are on the blind crest of a hill. Having got used to the traffic lights in NZ with their red men, and then bleep, bleep, bleep, when you can cross, I have been staring at the white man on the lights here, and waiting for the bleep! It’s so much easier in Vietnam.

The journey on the Coast Starlight, double decker train, from San Francisco to Seattle takes 22 hours. Unfortunately the average speed is about 35 mph! Having caught it at 10.00 p.m. I didn’t see the stretch that goes along the coast. When I woke up , though, dawn was dawning, so off to the Dining Car, for crab cakes with Hollandaise, and hominy grits for breakfast while traveling through southern Oregon, with mist rising off white and frosty prairie, and the occasional snow covered peak in the back ground.

Later in the morning a volunteer from the museum in a town, that rejoices in the name of Klamath Falls one of the train stops, came on board and talked us through the country side. Its geology, land- marks, history, particularly of the Native people, and wiggle, wiggle, wiggle, up the pass, and though 21 tunnels down again. It was a spectacular part of the trip, with fresh snow at the top of the pass, making the trees look like Christmas cards.

So, dark again now, it’s 6.00 p.m. But at least as it’s really flat, we are going at a decent speed (I wouldn’t call it “a fair lick” though) and nearly at our destination.

This time it is not a mistake that there is no picture, you won’t be surprised to know that I have filled up the space on my iPad, and can’t download anymore!

Longest day of my life

I have packed over 36 hours into the 5th February 2013. Not because I’ve been having an exceptionally enjoyable day, but have crossed the date line.

So to those of you who said I was losing a day out of my life, don’t worry I’ve caught up again.

In San Francisco now, sadly not for long , as it looks like a great city, have arranged a tour later today and a real treat, going to a performance of Berlioz Te Deum at Symphony Hall tonight.

Still having trouble with the English language though. I was directed to ” go see the man over there in a vest” I wondered why he hadn’t had time dress, before going to work.

I can’t believe that my trip is nearly over. I have mixed feelings about getting home, nice to know I will stay in one bed for more than 3 nights, and not to be looking at guide books all the time to check what to do and where to stay. But my nails are looking great, no washing up is just so good for them!!

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