keelhauled
OBS Chief
Boarded the Lake Shore Limited in Albany on the evening of the 13th. In keeping with the fine Amtrak tradition of efficiency and timeliness, they didn't start combining the two halves until about ten of seven. They began boarding a little after seven (at about the time we were supposed to be leaving). To their credit, boarding went quickly, and we left about twenty minutes late.
I decided to spend the money on a roomete for this leg, so I after the SCA (Leroy) introduced himself, I went to dinner. I hadn't had dinner on Amtrak for several years, so I was a little apprehensive given the fuss about budget cuts.
I had mixed feelings about the cuts. They were noticeable, but at the same time I think some of the sky is falling attitudes are overreacting. I really don't care about paper tablecloths or plastic plates. If anything, I thought that some of that made the diner more efficient-the servers could just pull off a sheet of paper to clean the table, for example. And given the number of people who were eating, I will happily take some trade offs in terms of class or style or whatever you want to call it for getting people through quickly.
On the other hand I do think that some of the actual food cutbacks have gone a little far. I had the steak, which I thought was perfectly fine, but the woman I was seated with had a lasagna that looked a little...shall I say sparse. To be fair I have no idea what people who complain about the salad are talking about, it was totally fine.
Anyway, I finished dinner somewhere between Schenectady and Utica. We stopped for a while before Utica. And again after Utica. And again. And again. I fell asleep for a while, woke up at Rochester (at which point we were about two and a half hours behind), then fell asleep until we reached Cleveland at daybreak. Now I have nothing against Cleveland, but I don't really want to see it when we were supposed to have been long gone under the cover of darkness. It was about then that I started getting concerned about the Chicago connection. Especially when we sat at the Sandusky station for most of my breakfast (which was as good as I remember, no complaints there). After that though we made decent time, lost another half an hour by Indiana, but I guess the schedule into Chicago is padded some, because we made that back up and arrived at one almost exactly, a little over three hours late. Kudos to Norfolk Souther dispatchers. CSX could learn something from them.
There was about forty minutes before they started boarding the California Zephyr. From the Great Hall, which was the first time that had happened to me. Although it has been a while since I've been in Union Station, maybe it's common practice for long distance trains now, the Texas Eagle also boarded there.
I am now sitting in coach (couldn't really justify two nights in sleeper) on the CZ, somewhere in Chicago suburbia. We left right on time, and promptly came to a stop within five minutes. We got going again pretty quickly though, with a little luck the timekeeping will be better than the Lake Shore, which definitely earned the "Late for sure Limited" nickname.
I decided to spend the money on a roomete for this leg, so I after the SCA (Leroy) introduced himself, I went to dinner. I hadn't had dinner on Amtrak for several years, so I was a little apprehensive given the fuss about budget cuts.
I had mixed feelings about the cuts. They were noticeable, but at the same time I think some of the sky is falling attitudes are overreacting. I really don't care about paper tablecloths or plastic plates. If anything, I thought that some of that made the diner more efficient-the servers could just pull off a sheet of paper to clean the table, for example. And given the number of people who were eating, I will happily take some trade offs in terms of class or style or whatever you want to call it for getting people through quickly.
On the other hand I do think that some of the actual food cutbacks have gone a little far. I had the steak, which I thought was perfectly fine, but the woman I was seated with had a lasagna that looked a little...shall I say sparse. To be fair I have no idea what people who complain about the salad are talking about, it was totally fine.
Anyway, I finished dinner somewhere between Schenectady and Utica. We stopped for a while before Utica. And again after Utica. And again. And again. I fell asleep for a while, woke up at Rochester (at which point we were about two and a half hours behind), then fell asleep until we reached Cleveland at daybreak. Now I have nothing against Cleveland, but I don't really want to see it when we were supposed to have been long gone under the cover of darkness. It was about then that I started getting concerned about the Chicago connection. Especially when we sat at the Sandusky station for most of my breakfast (which was as good as I remember, no complaints there). After that though we made decent time, lost another half an hour by Indiana, but I guess the schedule into Chicago is padded some, because we made that back up and arrived at one almost exactly, a little over three hours late. Kudos to Norfolk Souther dispatchers. CSX could learn something from them.
There was about forty minutes before they started boarding the California Zephyr. From the Great Hall, which was the first time that had happened to me. Although it has been a while since I've been in Union Station, maybe it's common practice for long distance trains now, the Texas Eagle also boarded there.
I am now sitting in coach (couldn't really justify two nights in sleeper) on the CZ, somewhere in Chicago suburbia. We left right on time, and promptly came to a stop within five minutes. We got going again pretty quickly though, with a little luck the timekeeping will be better than the Lake Shore, which definitely earned the "Late for sure Limited" nickname.