so I’m taking the train from socal to San Francisco on a trip that marks my first ride on an Amtrak train.

Laine & Misty have been prepping me for the experience and after a quick text chat with Laine, I’m quickly becoming a pro.

Me: successfully boarded the train, SF or bust!

Laine: Cool! is there a Foursquare check-in for the Amtrak San Joaquin line?

Me: no, but I checked in at the station and am considering checking in as we cruise along

Laine: Nice.

Me: dude, the train is rad. I’ve been on board for an hour and everyone is already drunk! (except me of course, because I have important work to do).

Laine: Newbie. You’ll learn, there’s no TSA for trains, so flasks & booze are welcome. I’m not sure if it’s legal…more frowned upon actually…like masturbating on a plane.

Laine: Thanks a lot, bin laden.

Me: this is going to make the greatest blog post of all time.