Ah, who can resist a trainride? Not me. I've been taking the Amtrak to visit my sister whenever I can. Sure beats hours on Southern California's wretched freeways.
This one, however, wasn't just a train. It was Thomas the Tank Engine. No cardboard cutout, but a real engine built like you-know-who. And I mean built, not just a train wearing a costume.
And boy, oh boy. Did the grandbaby ever have fun with his gramma and grampa!
A day to treasure and hold close in my heart. Wish you could have joined us.
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