Truly, we did not go to Harpers Ferry to see the train station – but that’s what we saw. Really we did – hours of it. I forget exactly what time the train was supposed to leave, but every 15 minutes, I would get a text that that it was delayed – I think we waited two and a half hours.

We thought about going across the street and chatting with the friend we made the night before. His restaurant was one of the few that was opened (not many people hanging out in Harpers Ferry on a cold, March Saturday night). Turns out he is from Joliet and liked talking to someone from home.

But we didn’t go anywhere, because we weren’t sure exactly when the train would come chugging around the bend … and didn’t want to be gone when it got there.

So, a lot of time was spent hanging around the train station, taking turns with my camera and the phone and taking many, many pictures of everything from a “dead” Pringle’s can to the blue sky above.

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