It's 2:00 pm and I'm here in the Hart Memorial Central Library [1] in Kissimmee, Florida [2] with some time to kill. Why I'm in the Hart Memorial Central Library is a story unto itself.
A week and a half ago, my friend Tom Lanahan, a train aficionado, invited me to ride along with him on the Georgia 300 [3], a private rail car that is currently attached to end of the Silver Meteor [4] and heading south. The only catch was that I needed to be in Kissimmee at 1:26 pm today in order to catch the train as it headed south [5].
I didn't miss the train—it's currently running two hours late, where as the north bound Silver Meteor, the train I took to Kissimmee, was on time, arriving in Kissimmee at 1:06 pm on the nose.
Thus, I have some time to kill.
This is the first time I've taken Amtrak [6] and it wasn't a bad experience. The seats are wide, there's plenty of leg room (oh my God the leg room!) and the one-way ticket wasn't expensive at all (one way, since I'll be taking a private rail car back to Chez Boca). Lunch, while a bit on the expensive side (of course—they have a captive audience) was surprisingly good.
And I can't complain about the service. It's been excellent all along.
But there is one thing I can complain about [7] …
[1] http://www.myosceolalibrary.org/hartmemorial/
[3] https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Georgia_300
[4] https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silver_Meteor