Travel Blog | Day 7 | How To Ride Amtrak In A Bedroom During Covid | Going Home

Going home from Austin, Texas to California, riding on the Amtrak train in a bedroom cabin during Covid. Home sweet home.

Being a pro now, getting up to the top bunk of the room on the train, I managed to get four pillows to sleep on. The train stopped in San Antonio for 5 hours. Sleep came easily this time. But, so did waking up early.

It was still hours before the sun would rise. Not wanting to wake hubby up or the people in the other cars. I got out my phone and began to play candy crush to see if I could level up.

We had a whole new set of crew boarding the train the evening before. The attendant always quickly attended our call to him. Making the bed and turning the room into a livable space.

In the middle of the second day I walked between the train cars. There were four cars before the dining room car, just like when we traveled to get to Austin Texas.

The hard part was trying to keep your balance as the train rocked back and forth on the rails. There were many riders who spent the night on the seats of the passenger train, but not as many as there were going to Texas.

Most of the day was spent on the phone playing games and looking out the window to see the vast country called America. I was amazed to see that we have so much of the country that still is left as it has been for thousands of years.

In the evening we had go to sleep early to wake in time to catch our connection to our train home.

Spending the second night, in the bedroom of the Amtrak train was easier since I slept on the bottom bunk. Just before the train stopped in LAX Union Station the attendant made up the room to make the last few minutes on the train more comfortable.

Our train was over two hours late, which meant that we missed our connecting train. There was a cart waiting to take us into the terminal first class lounge since we were traveling in business class on the way home.  We waited there until the guy in the red hat came and took us to our train leaving for our last destination… home.

On the home bound train, the attendant remembered us going outbound to Texas. “Hey, I remember you,” she said. I explained to her that we were on our way home. She was just as nice to us on the way home as she was on our way to Texas. She brought us some drinks and something to eat.

That did not happen last year when we rode the train to and from Santa Barbara. There was absolutely no service on that trip. Everything was self-serve.

This year we were lucky to have an exceptional crew.

 


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