Another day in Ontario
Ontario is BIG
Millions of hectares of marsh and woods. Tiny communities connected via ice roads in winter, the railroad and float planes in the summer. Some without electricity, many with no internet or cell service. Two days to cross by rail.
Today’s Log
On the train
Railroad dining car tradition fills every seat at each table, so a single traveler like myself meets new people at every meal. I have met retired school teachers from Florida, a nurse from near Lindale (where I found Coco), a well-to-do farmer from Ottawa, a night shift trash truck driver, and that is just the beginning. A 70 something woman taking her mother to ride The Canadian (she taught me that it is easier on my knee to descend stairs backwards). Everyone is friendly and th few children seem particularly mature and well behaved. One man, traveling with his daughter wears a dress and vividly colored knee-high socks (other than his clothing he seems very normal).
The train is divided into sections of four to five cars and each section has two sleeper cars, a dome car, and a diner accomodates roughly eighty passengers.
The dome car has a bar, lounge, and game room (where I am workin in this post). Finding a seat in any of the three areas is a rare treat, and a good retreat from my single roomette.
Speaking of my roomette
The outside world
Same Ontario: beauty among the mundane, but add snow and ice as we travel West an North
Today’s Images
Today’s image gallery omitted as you have seen it all`
