Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Not the Orange Blossom Special, but good enough

We have not seen any trains in Mexico until this one decided to cross the road in front of us on the way into Merida. As soon as it got close to us it unleashed a blast that we could feel deep inside as well as hear. We got used to trains at all hours of the day and night in Amarillo. We weren't close to the tracks but the air is so clear there that the sound really carried and you could hear the wheels on the tracks. We rarely hear a siren out here on the beach and certainly no trains. If I was thinking properly, I would have shot a video of this so you could hear the train and it's incredibly loud whistle. If I sound a bit Hemingway-esque I apologize. I happen to be reading True at First Light and his books always influence the way I think and write when I'm in the middle of them. Anyway, here is the train and we were both happy to see and hear this massive beast.














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