I rode Amtrak all the way from DC and now I am in the Valley again! Magic? Magic.
Magic especially because the trains ran on time. I do not own an ipod (no cell phone either, right now. It's a long story.), so I had to open up my laptop to listen to music to drown out the middle schooler who yakked on her cell phone for the whole time.
So now I am trapped in the suburbs.
I use the word "trapped" when I can't get anywhere without a car. "Trapped" when I'm stranded by gas prices. "Trapped" when all my friends live further than I can walk in a day. "Trapped" because I don't know who my neighbors are. "Trapped" when the internet is more appealing than taking the effort to arrange a meeting with people I know.
"Trapped" when I have to share my car with a younger brother whose got a very busy teenage schedule.
I've got a week to make the most of it.