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BWI airport from the garageBack home - June 14, 2007
When we got on the train, there were no seats. We struggled down the aisle with our luggage (two carryons, the duffle that my sister gave my grandson to replace his lost suitcase, my suitcase and my grandson's violin) and sat in a vacant seat. When the conductor came around he said that the seats were taken and we should get up and get other seats.
So we got up and continued walking. I walked faster because I had just the carryons and the violin. Eventually I got to the last car which was the SILENT car (no cell phones or loud conversation. There were two seats across from each other at the very end. I sat in one of them riding backwards. There was a very pretty young girl in one of the other seats.
My grandson eventually caught up with me. When the people across the aisle left, I took the seat on that side next to the window and my grandson stayed where he was.
When we got to BWI, we got off and my husband and my son were there to meet us. My son had delivered a load to a place in Baltimore, and my husband had picked him up where he had parked his truck
We drove back to where the truck was parked,
My son and my grandson loaded his stuff into the truck, and they stayed the night in a motel (because my son had driven all night to get to Baltimore, and he had to wait until they found him another load to pick up and bring back.)
He picked up a load Friday morning, and they got back home in time for my grandson to go off on a camping trip on Sunday. His suitcase got back to him sometime in the next week.
My husband and I drove back to Leonardtown
