#(mostly because the hsr seats were all gone or because of weird packages that made flying cheaper)

[fidius]

6 hour flight, arrive two hours early, spend probably an hour to and from the airport = 10 hour trip, and you have to deal with airport security theater and the insane charges us domestic carriers add to everything. Or spend an extra 5 hours and ride in comfort on a train.

“Nobody’s going to want to sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours to get from New York City to LA.”

Me. I will sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours. I’ll sit on it for days. I’ll write and read and nap and eat and then do it all over again. I’ll stare out the windows and see America from ground level and not have to drive. I’ll see the Rockies and the deserts and cornfields and the Mississippi River and your house and yours and yours too. I’ll make up stories in my head about the small towns I see as we go along. I’ll see the states I’ve yet to see because driving or flying there is a fucking slog and expensive to boot. I’ll enjoy the ride as much as the destination. And then I’ll do it all over again to come the fuck home.