I’m in Nashville, TN – Music City. As I type, appropriately, I can hear a live band. Not too loud, as they’re across the street, nor is it an issue, as it’s only 21:30 as I start to type this. In truth, the air conditioning is louder. It’s just, y’know, appropriate.
As usual, here’s the story….
I plan to write this entry in two goes: To tell you about my afternoon in a very wet Downtown St. Louis now, and about my evening — which no-one will be surprised to hear involves a possibility of beer — when I come back in.
So, this is St. Louis…
No prizes for guessing where that’s taken from. This is how it all worked out…
A little later than normal (resulting in a stressful day on the Exec Corridor of my former employer, I gather) but actually earlier than I’d planned, here are my observations about the journey on Amtrak’s Texas Eagle service from Austin, TX to St. Louis, MO. The good news is everything worked as it should this time, and what little bits I have to groan and grouse about aren’t (generally) of Amtrak’s making. Not that I’ll let that stop me having a chunter though.
Here we go…