After a rather restless night, being thankful I bought my Irish “blanket”, I had a great ride with the sun shining and the landscape interesting yet unremarkable. I read-started Detroit, napped, ate and took nips from my bottle of cognac. Arriving at Penn Station about 7:30pm, it took about 45 minutes to present our luggage-a curtain opened, luggage was spread out on the floor of a large space and people had to find their own stuff. I had no trouble finding the very colorful case Kay had recently purchased and let me use. I was the envy of the crowd.
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