|Portland Union Station tower as viewed aboard northbound train.|
I can catch the morning south-bound train at 8:45a and be at Portland's beautiful Union Station just as my brother-in-law is getting off of work at 3:30p! Talk about convenient timing! And even better, I was able to spend the day stitching, reading, blog surfing, and watching movies instead of having my eyes glued to the brake lights in front of me! I loved it!
Inside Union Station I found a huge, clean and comfortable place to await my train.
|Beautifully shiny benches throughout.|
|Coffered ceilings, marble tile walls and floors.|
|Almost time to board!|
I love the old, old luggage carts still in use today. These were in Union Station, but the Fairhaven terminal had beautiful, old carts with wooden spokes! These were an anacronism in a lobby of neon signs.
On the way home Monday morning, I snapped alot of pictures on my iPhone and jotted down a few thoughts extolling the virtues of this train trip.
Although the day started out foggy, soon the sun broke through and I enjoyed some beautiful autumn colors.
On this journey there were heavily wooded stretches alternating with beaches. The coastline had some sandy beaches but mostly it was wild and rocky.
It's a mixture of farmland vista between cityscapes,
|notice the full moon in the left hand corner|
waterfront homes (some magnificent, some quaint),
and had quick glimpses of industrial parks and busy railyards.
We paralelled more than one lush green golf course,
passed along suburban areas, gaining quick glimpses into town life, people walking dogs, jogging, hanging clothes to dry on lines in backyards outlined by picket fences.
I saw Park & Ride commuter stops, urban softball complexes, a small airport, sailboats
ships and shipyards.
It was a wonderful journey of rural vistas and water views, diverse areas of city, urban and industry. But most of all, it was relaxing!