It’s worth getting up crazy early to catch a train to Miami.
Category: Living
Barmageddon
Grabbed dinner and beer, and found myself on reality TV: Barmaggedon. If the cap fits, etc.
Iron Road to the Capital of Latin America
Tomorrow I leave Savannah for Miami, the end of the line on Amtrak. A journey from a world constrained by history to a place that is still inventing itself. For tourists, Charleston and Savannah are about colonial times and early independence through the end of the civil war. A white history with selective amnesia. Miami…… Continue reading Iron Road to the Capital of Latin America
Iron Road to the Capital of Latin America
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Goodbye Winter
Mailed my down jacket home: I plan not to wear it again until November. Wandered around Charleston in shirtsleeves.
The Other
Woolworth’s lunch counter (Smithsonian) I tried to build a coherent picture of my seatmate as I rode Amtrak from Cleveland to New York. The obvious stuff: 40-ish, black, heavyset, financially on the edge. I got the financial bit as he talked on the phone about his imminent move to a smaller apartment. He clicked away at…… Continue reading The Other
The Other
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A Cold Snap
The plan was to mail my winter jacket home before boarding the train in Washington DC’s Union Station. I think not.
Corridors of Power
Walked through corridors of power.
Iron Road to Dixie
This week I ride the rails south from New York City towards an America that is, in some ways, a foreign country to me. Each night I’ll sleep in a hotel, pausing in Washington, DC, and Charleston, SC. In Savannah, GA, a friend will join me for a couple days. This will be the first…… Continue reading Iron Road to Dixie