So. It's late. Well. on the east coast it is for my 30 year old self.
I thought I'd take a nice, overnight train from Philadelphia to Boston. I checked amtrak before I left my apartment and there was no delay on the train.
I got to the station (three minute walk from my apartment) and found the train delayed by 1.5 hours.
Oh holy hell.
I won't leave Philadelphia (ie - get to sleep) until at least 2 am. My pillow is sitting next to me and the clock is moving reaaaaaaaaaaaaally slow. I can't go home again because my fiance is sleeping and I shouldn't be walking those three minutes by myself, at night, in a desolate part of the city.
I'm off to find some caffeine. Tell me some bad traveling stories. Or just talk to me. ::yawn:: I'm sleepy and have time to kill!