I thought that CS memorabilia was also sold in the shops or at one of the ticket counter areas inside the PDX station?Part 6
I remained in the PPC until we crossed the Steel Bridge (that's the name of it!), 1/4 mile south of Union Station. Michelle still had not returned. Thus I could not make a purchase to sustain the PPC!
Still I would give high grades to Michelle!
I waited in the Metropolitan Lounge for the departure of #28. The wait was about 90 minutes or so.
Best to turn off the wifi in your smart phone while traveling overnight on trains or when they will be in remote areas for long periods of time. Otherwise, your smart phone will use a lot of battery constantly searching for a wifi signal.Part 8(a)
I awoke somewhere in northern MN. I then discovered that the circuit breaker (in the sleeping car) tripped during the night. This controls the in-room outlets. Thus my cell pone (and thus my alarm) ran out of juice during the night!
Me too! Can hardly bear the suspense...Waiting for the exciting conclusion to "Dave Takes A Holiday"
I'm taking odds that when you got to the window, the computer wouldn't let the agent reticket you.With the approval of someone she spoke with over the phone (I believe at AGR), I was upgraded from Roomette 6 on #50 to Bedroom B on #30! Linda then instructed me to go to the ticket windows to be reticketed.
Yes, those state-startling station platforms can wake you up.Awoke in Texarkana. Because the station platform startles both states . . .
Well, it's made out of steel. What else would they call it?I remained in the PPC until we crossed the Steel Bridge (that's the name of it!) . . .
Well you never can be sure! :wacko: Just south of PVD the tracks go under I-95. That bridge is also made of steel, but the bridge is called "The Brown and Orange Bridge" - and it's neither brown or orange! :giggle:Well, it's made out of steel. What else would they call it?I remained in the PPC until we crossed the Steel Bridge (that's the name of it!) . . .
The Steel Bridge in Portland is a double-deck vertical-lift bridge on which the lower (railroad) deck can be raised while sailboats and the like pass underneath without impeding motor-vehicular and light-rail traffic on the upper deck. However, if very large vessels come in (such as navy ships for the Rose Festival), both decks can be raised.
It's "burnt" orange because it was made of wood that burned and became steel, but it still is still orange - thus burnt orange! :giggle:How about the Golden Gate Bridge - which is burnt Orange?
What did you do Dave? Who's taking care of the Penthouse?I have been relocated under the AU Witness Protection Program (mostly), so I can continue as time permits.
How did humans eat topping before utensils? With their fingers! Or just lick the container! No one would have seen you in the bedroom penthouse! What a shame to lose the topping! :giggle:I have been relocated under the AU Witness Protection Program (mostly), so I can continue as time permits.
Part 8(b)
The first agent I was called to (I wish I got her name - position #12 about 4:30 pm on 3/7) would not reissue the ticket, because it was an AGR award ticket. She told me that I must MYSELF contact AGR to get this corrected. It did not matter when i replied that i had just spoken to Linda and was told to come over to the ticket window to be re-ticked! (BTW : It is just across the concourse, under 100 feet away!) She then dismissed me!
Because I was so close to the ML, I decided to return there to sit down comfortably to call AGR on my cell phone. While returning to the ML, I passed Linda who asked me if I was all set. I explained what happened.
Linda was mad at agent #12, and told me to follow her back to the ticket windows. At first, she was going to go back to the same agent, but on the way down the line to position #12, she passed an available agent at position #6 (I believe), Kishi, who was VERY helpful!
It was determined that AGR did not make a notation on the PNR that authorized the re issuance of the ticket. Kishi spent much time on the phone and waiting on the computer with me remaining at her position, to get this ticket reissued. A couple of times during this period, Linda returned to check on the progress! Finally, all was set, and Kishi reissued the ticket.
Between Linda and Kishi, these 2 spent well over 1 and 1/2 hours assisting me with my problem! They are 2 of the best employees that I have ever met and dealt with! I wish Amtrak had more caring and helpful employees like these two!
I want to publicly commend and thank them! (A letter will be sent to Amtrak to be placed in their employee files!)
#30 departed on time, and the bedroom was GREAT! For those of you wondering about e-tickets, when the conductor came by to scan the tickets I was relaxing on the couch and the curtain was closed. It took me a little time to realize the knock was for me. The conductor called me by name (from his scanning device) - even though I was only reissued the ticket for #30 about 15 minutes before!
Although the car number was 3002, it was located right next to the Dining Car!
The dinner service was very unprofessional from the server! This was one of the earlier meal times also. Thus I doubt that she was "tired" from working too hard.
Near the start of dinner, the train hit a hard switch/bump and I spilled my iced tea. It went all over the table, onto my seat and pants and also on the floor. I used my napkin to wipe it up as best that I could. One of my tablemates also gave me his napkin to use for the clean-up. At that time, I asked for bottled water instead, and 2 napkins to replace the wet napkins.
I never received either one!
After we had finished our meals, the wait for the server to take our desert orders was so long that the other 3 at the table finally gave up and left! Because this was my last meal on this trip with desert, I remained. However, it still was a long time before the server came.
Due to the earlier seating (with many more to follow) I decided to give up the table ASAP for other diners. So I requested a bottle of water and cheesecake with topping to go. I would eat it in my room.
They were both delivered semi-quickly. I returned to my room. But there was a problem. There was no fork (or other utensil) to eat with! Luckily the topping was in a separate container. I had to use my hands to eat me cheesecake. (The topping I had no choice but to throw out.)
I'm very glad bedrooms have their own in room sink and towels!
It had to be relocated too - I think it's somewhere in Canuckistan! :giggle:What did you do Dave? Who's taking care of the Penthouse?I have been relocated under the AU Witness Protection Program (mostly), so I can continue as time permits.
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