Leaving behind those you love is always hard whether it be for a small trip or a new life path. No matter how many times you say it and how many millions of kisses you give/receive. You will always find one more thing you could of done to prepare yourself for the new adventure.
My short ride to Champaign from home was long and quiet, pondering over what will happen in the next few days. I tend to turn inward when I am struggling and get quite. The station was nice and bright and the sound of familiar voices put my fears and anxiety at ease.
This was my first train ride and it was very exciting, seeing the cute uniforms was a site. I wish the train was a bit cleaner or I would have brought a larger container of wipes to clean my area. Although it wasn't the cleanest it was very roomy and comfortable. I was worried that I would overtake my partners area so I tried to give her room, in the morning she told me she was trying to lean on me but I kept moving which was funny. I also forgot to take my ace bandage off my leg before I fell asleep, so it was interesting in the morning when my foot barely fit in my shoe. (lesson learned) :)
As the sun came up and I got to take in the sites outside the train was lonely. The area surrounded the tracks was usually fields lined out for crops or acres with cows. Wild vegetation that doesn't get many visits from human/machine interaction other that the whistles of the train. Once in a while you would get a few farm houses or a city which meant another stop.
After a long ride it was nice to arrive at our destination, as if the fog lifted from my sorrow of what's left behind and an excitement of what I was about to experience in the next few days.
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