I spent the first year after my separation and divorce traveling to heal and now I am ready to travel to live. That's not to say the grief is all gone or that my work is done processing the divorce but I've turned a corner and I'm ready to fully lean into experiences that feed me, teach me, and help me live fully.
So this morning I packed a suitcase, quite a bit more last minute than usual but that's okay, and then walked over to the train station.
To give an overview, I will be spending the next three nights in New Orleans near the port. On Saturday, I board the Norwegian Escape for a seven night cruise and then when the ship returns to New Orleans, I will have one more might night there until I take the train back to my hometown.
I think this is our latest schedule for the cruise. It has changed several times. Initially they dropped the port of Costa Maya. Then there have been some time adjustments. Speculation is that the ship is having engine trouble and thus can't go as fast and get as far in a week. And with Royal Caribbean Corp building up Costa Maya, I can guess why NCL might choose to drop that port. I was a little disappointed as I want to get to the Kohunlich Mayan Ruins and those plans keep getting cancelled. Oh well, there will be more cruises and more chances.
But back to the train, it's a pretty full train. I had a seat mate until about Meridian, MS when I managed to snag a seat by myself from someone who had departed. There are a lot of families traveling together so I've been enjoy the sound of children and the general sound of people.
I bought a nice journal for this trip. I don't remember the last time I bought a nice journal. I'm usually writing on my computer or in a cheap spiral notebook. So I opened that journal, hesitated because who wants to make a mistake in such a beautiful notebook or mess it up with sloppy handwriting? But then I put pen to paper and started a poem.
I brought some food so I wouldn't have to buy from the limited menu in the cafe car and am now just enjoying the slower pace of a train trip.
There is so much time built into a lot of the Amtrak itineraries because they have to share the tracks with freight trains that have priority and in today's case other Amtrak trains. As a result, there was time to be made up even though we got a little behind for a while. We arrived in New Orleans about 8:45 p.m.
I had to wait a couple of minutes for baggage but not long and the collection process was simple - grab your bag and then have security check your claim ticket against the bag you grabbed. I'm glad I checked my bag. It was quite painless and nice not to have to hassle with it.
I booked three nights at the Hilton Garden Inn New Orleans Convention Center which is 1.1 miles from the train station (and just blocks from the port). It was a nice night to walk it and I felt comfortable that there were people out and about and business still open along the way.
I checked in through the app the day before and requested a digital key. At some point on the train, I had received notification that my room was ready. I did still briefly stop at the front desk to ask about the food and beverage credit, breakfast, and where the elevators were and then was relaxing in my room by 9:15 p.m. My phone reminded me that with Thanksgiving tomorrow, I might want to turn my alarm off. And off it shall remain until I get back home at the end of the trip.
Now it's time to rest and maybe sleep in tomorrow. I'm looking forward to doing some walking tomorrow morning and maybe finding Cafe du Monde and then I have early dinner reservations at Landry's Seafood House at 3:30 with views of Jackson Square and the river.
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| I love this painting over the bed! |


























