Train driver Mike Yacovetti eases his train gently out of Union station San Diego for a trip to Los Angeles Ca.
The conductor C J Hardman and his crew, Oscar Olivas, Scott Wasilevich, Luis Rodrigues, and Paul Wilson, are all about to take me on a magic Carpet Ride made of steel, or at least it feels like that.
Instead of sitting in gridlocked traffic on the freeway and sit in luxury as if I am a VIP attended by an utterly professional and friendly staff who make my journey exquisitely pleasant.
No! this is not a glorious dream that I will soon awaken from, it is real and I am wide awake.
I sit watching the sunrise over the pacific ocean and as I look right, I see miles of cars stalled on the freeway and the faces inside are stressed and even angry as they stew inside their vehicles.
They have to wait to go to the restroom because just to exit takes more than 10 minuets and getting back on takes even longer. Bu contrast I am lovingly attended by people who love their jobs and take great pride in their work.
For the few bucks extra it is worth traveling business class and you might also say “First Class’ because it feels like you are with your family and friends on a trip together to some exotic destination.
When I say “Magic Carpet made of steel” I do so because save for a few bends or curves, the ride is so smooth and silent it feels like I am gliding along on velvet wheels.
I travel every week on the same train and not once or twice, but very single time the service is glorious and I truly am a VIP.
Take my advice and do not drive but take the Magic Carpet Ride Of Steel instead.
Editor: Coronado Clarion.