day 3: train to los angeles

woke up kind of late. rushed around and got the car packed. we had to get on the train at 2. i packed us a lunch of salad leaves, fresh tomatoes, sharp cheddar, lasagna, granola, and rye bread with olive oil and italian dressing. we got to the train and found out we couldn't take so much stuff. we left some things in my car in the parking lot. it had been a stressful morning so we finished off half a bottle of the rum danielle had gotten the other night to make mojitos. drunk in the parking lot. under 10 minutes. we stumbled to the platform and giggled a lot. the train came and it was a challenge to put the bags into their right places. when we did we whispered loudly and kept laughing. by then i was tuckered out. i fell asleep. woke up and we had the lunch i packed. then we talked for a long while and then decided to go to the lounge car. we stayed in the lounge car for some time. we made some phone calls and afterward ran into each other again in the lounge car. danielle gave me a faery reading. the sun was setting and the rocks were red. i drew 'the soul shrinker' and then 'a collective of pixies'. i made myself a coke and rum, minus the coke and plus root beer. i became quite drunk and we laughed 'into the night'. the loungue car felt like an evolved form of a hobo boxcar: there were men playing blues, playing cards, and me drunk. after that we slept.