


The train was probably about three fourths full. The Cafe/Lounge served hot sandwiches, pizzas, snacks and beverages at moderate prices. Passengers sit around tables in the lounge area playing cards and chatting with new acquaintances. The conductors and engineers joined the conversation swapping stories of their adventures and answering questions. I learned that the maximum speed allowed during this leg of the journey was 79 miles/hour. At Washington, DC they will switch the diesel engine for an electric one and then the train can travel at a maximum speed of 133 miles/hour. We talked to two well dressed black gentlemen traveling from Covington, Kentucky to Philadelphia. They were retired employees of Amtrak who get the privilege of free travel in the U. S. and Canada on-board Amtrak and its affiliates.
The largest town on the way was Charlottesville, Virginia, home of the famed University of Virginia. There were red brick building all over the town. The train stopped for approximately 15 minutes allowing some passengers a cigarette break. A good many commuters boarded the train from there most of them returning to the DC area after a days or a week's work. A lot of them immediately opened their computers and started to work. They might still be on company time. A young lady of Indian origin sat on the next seat and she was typing in a report on Excel until she disembarked at Alexandria.
The Union Station's remodeled interior was majestic. There are shops. restaurants and a large food court with a wide variety of choices. We took a taxi to the Courtyard-Marriott Hotel on 9th Street. The driver was an African immigrant and he was talking on the phone. The language sounded familiar. He confirmed my suspicion that he was conversing in Amharic, the language of Ethiopia. I still remembered a few greetings and was able to recite them to him. He immigrated to this country about seven years ago from Debre Zeit, a city in Eastern Ethiopia close to Somalia. I taught at the nearby Alemaya College of Agricultue (now Alemaya University) in the 1970s. What a small world!
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