Yeah, I could do that. Moved it here as it seemed the most likely forum.susislicker wrote:This is my favorite subject ever on SGT! Where is Zazu? He loves trains! I bet he has taken a few trips on some, and not just the DL or WDW ones. ;) Maybe Zazu has some stories to share about trains and train trups. Oh Zaaaaazuuuuuuu!!!! Regale us with stories of trains!
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Travelling on the Chief one evening, I was headed downstairs to the lounge so I could read while SWMBO slept.
For those not familiar with Superliner equipment, there are two floors. The upper floor is full length and has doors to permit passage to adjacent cars. The lower floor is only the center of the car, so a stairwell is needed in each car. These stairways make two sharp corners -- they aren't a straight shot.
As I headed down the stairs, an elderly gentleman followed me. (Note: "Elderly" means 20 years older than I am at any given moment.) Something told me to walk slowly so he would be right behind me. I still don't know why, but I'm glad I did.
He didn't make it around the first corner.
Instead, he tripped and fell on top of me. I was halfway expecting it, so was able to catch him and let him down easy. Now he was laying in the middle third of the stairway, head lower, and showing no signs of any effort to get up.
Fortunately, I wasn't the only person on the train who was hearing voices in his head, as before I could decide what to do about this, the Onboard Chief of Services (head of Amtrak staff, not the Conductor) stuck his head around the corner to see what was going on.
"I'll grab his head, you grab his feet, and we'll put him in a booth down here," I suggested.
"Good idea, thanks!" he replied, and we did so, seating him (right side up) in one of the lounge booths downstairs.
At this point I got my drink and sat at a far table to watch the fun. It soon became evident that he was both drunk and married. The former because he had trouble sitting up and speaking at the same time; the latter because she showed up at the Chief's insistence and she was Not Happy.
She got even more Not Happy when the Chief put both of them and their luggage off at the next stop, which was in Nowhere, Kansas, about 1:30 am. She wasn't saying anything, but I could tell from the look on her face that as soon as he sobered up, he was going to need another drink!
Amtrak not only sells wine and beer on board, they also let you bring on your own supply of alcohol if you have a bedroom. They really don't care if you get roaring drunk as long as you're quiet, keep the booze in your room, and don't create Code Vs. Of course, fail one of these points, and you'll be standing on the next station's platform wondering what hit you.
And with "City Hall" in Washington, I suspect very few complaints get back to Amtrak staff.