A sign of unstoppable progress, Amtrak now features wireless internet access on its trains.

As the Adirondack to Montreal rushes through the state of New York, the Hudson River long left behind in Albany, Marie writes in her comfortable seat, I sit in the café car, comfortably rocked by the train’s uneven ride on endless converging tracks that only meet in the mind’s eye.

Snow has appeared outside, the late morning sky is turning a morose grey and the whistle blows relentlessly. A full day across early rural winter and we will be in Québec. It will be time for family reunion and stories, for winding down and catching up, for playing with other cats, for breathing in a foreign air.

Bridge over the Hudson

“i wish i was the brakeman
on a hurtlin’ fevered train
crashin’ head long into the heartland
like a cannon in the rain
with the feelin’ of the sleepers
and the burnin’ of the coal
countin’ the towns flashin’ by
and a night that’s full of soul”

The Waterboys – Fisherman’s Blues