I'm typing this from the middle of the Mojave as we head westward on the Southwest Chief. We're off to spend a long weekend with albear and dexter_fox. The trip is getting off to something of a rocky start as our train is about 4 hours late. The plan yesterday was for me to pick up Kitty after work at about 3:30 and then head over to the station. We would drop off the luggage and I would park the Furmobile at the office which is about 3 blocks from the station. I would then walk back. Seeing as the train was over 2 hours late as work ended, we decided to just head on home and relax for an hour or so. I was able to take Mesa for his walkies. It seemed that every time I checked the train's status, the arrival time kept getting pushed back. We decided to ere on the side of caution and leave a little before 6. It turned out that the train didn't pull in until almost 8. Oy! But we still got our dinner and immediately fell asleep afterwards. The one nice thing about being so late is that we get to see the scenery that we would have passed through in the wee hours of the morning. The bad news is that we get delayed in seeing our homies.