So now here's the rest of the tale of coming home from Toronto.
We left Union station on time, only to get near Port Huron when we find out
that there was a freight derailment in the states. We are going to be
bussed across the border and around the wreck.
At customs, the Canadians and US citizens are separated. The Canadians
get back on the bus after a couple of questions, and we have our bags
checked! (Good thing I am a neat packer...lol) A big guy escorted me to the
counter, and overlooked the line of us, having a very pleasant attitude
about the whole thing.
So this blonde woman in her 50's with her hair pulled up acting like a
tough broad askes me why I went to Canada. I said to see Joni Mitchell. She
replies, "So you went to Canada to see a person named Joni Mitchell..."
Before I could respond, The big co-worker steps up and says,"You don't know
who JONI MITCHELL is???"
Woman: "No, who is she?"
Man:"She's a singer!"
Woman to me: "She's a singer, so what does she sing?"
Me: "Both sides now, Chelsea Morning, Help me,- she has 20 albums-"
Woman: "So sing me something."
Me: "Woke up, it was a Chelsea Morning and the first thing that I saw-"
They both laugh and she says okay okay, and doesn't really go through
my bags other than a light inspection, tels me I can zip it up and go...
LOL!
So now we go to ANOTHER bus to take us to the train heading towards
Toronto, so they can turn it around and head back to Chicago. We sit at
this station with no food or water (It was turned into a RR museum) for an
hour. Made a few more friends there.
We get to Chicago a half hour AFTER my train for Milwaukee left, so
Amtrak put me up in a hotel and I caught the first train home in the
morning, just to get to work in time Tuesday...
Argh!
But after Joni, it was sooooo worth it!
Steve
Steve
