On Tuesday morning the Capitol Limited stopped in St. Louis briefly.
I went inside for a look around expecting a station from days gone by.
What I found was a Greyhound station crammed under a freeway.
Eventually it all came back to me.
The train doesn't stop here any more.
Eventually it all came back to me.
The train doesn't stop here any more.
Gateway Arch and the Mississippi taken on a dark, cold, drizzly morning through a dirty train window.
I'm sure Amtrak washes it's trains but the trains I ride always have dirty windows.
5 comments :
That's just one of those iconic things I would love to see. I actually think your way is fantastic!
I hope you got to meet Bob in the Lou.
V
Yeah, did you meet up with Bob? I'm kinda doubting it, judging from the time of day and you mention the briefness of the stop. Maybe you waved his way.
Your observation about the train station brought to mind a song by Bill Hawkins and Bruce Cockburn, "The Trains Don't Run Here Anymore."
-Kim
Ahhhh...no more great Alfred Hitchcock movies set in the trains or train depots anymore...time to wax nostalgic and rent a Hitchcock movie!!!
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