Day 3- May 22, 2006 - en route

I was up a few stops before Doug, and when he woke up we went downstairs to stand by the door and watch the sun rise. It was rather romantic, but would have been more so if my ovaries weren't making desperate attempts to escape my body.

When the snack car opened, he got coffee and Advil and I feel better for the time being. I've been able to get comfortable, despite the school trip running through the aisle earlier this morning. The girls whispered and giggled at Doug. I fell asleep with my shoulderblades holstered along the windowsill after listening to Doug's doowop mix. A conductor reading over Doug's shoulder made him jump and it woke me up.

We're somewhere in North Dakota, though all of these states seem to look the same. The same green and brown and forgotten houses. I'd never be able to live out here but yesterday we passed a lake in Minnesota that was pretty and there were houses lined between the water and the train tracks.

I like it when I can see the wind passing through the dried grass and it looks like the land is this great big tanned beast breathing gently in its sleep.

It's still early- before noon- and we're about to pass into Mountain time zone. Doug says that the scenery should improve when we get into the mountains, he's pointed out pictures in the timetable of cliffs and other such things.