TOMORROW, I'll be boarding the "National Railroad Passenger Corporation" or what we more affectionately call "Amtrak" as I eagerly head to Mississippi. Amtrak's Southern Crescent is an amazing means of getting from point A to B. I adore riding the train, and as long as the Webbman doesn't move to Alaska, Hawaii, or South Dakota, I'm cool because out of all our great States, that Amtrak doesn't serve, those would be the problem children! Apparently, this train riding experience isn't exclusive to me . . . Bitsy and 61 million other people per year hop on and off the train, and that doesn't include the Boxcar Willie's of the world. I'm not a big "driver", although I have been known to burn the roads up that lead to Hancock County. I've also been called by name at the Atlanta Airport on more than one occasion, but I believe that out of all the "ways to get there", the train is my absolute favorite.
Happy Saturday Ya'll. Enjoy this day the good Lord has made.
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