Well to start things off I am finally back home from my trip out to Wisconsin. Even though I missed my train out the first time I had a fine time and relaxed quite a bit, as it was great not having to really worry about anything as I could do much about it. Wisconsin was very nice, green, laid back and a much slower pace then out here in California. My friend Ray and his now new official family really made me feel welcomed and often joked that, "Oh ya, you are so not leaving" so I guess I am well liked. In fact I know that they liked me not just because they said so but also before I was going to leave they gave me a spare X-Box 360, they happened to have, it didn't have a HD but still that is an awesome gift. We had a running joke that I was going to appear on the side of milk cartons while often also describing as Wisconsin as being a black hole in which it is almost impossible to escape but I thought of it more of as a Chinese finger puzzle where the more your struggle and strain to get out the more you get trapped, so we didn't try so hard the second time and I got to my train in time.

Once I had gotten to my second train from Chicago to Fullerton I felt well on my way during my trip I met a young man from Scotland who came from that place that is right by Loch Ness, I forget the name the town though, his name was Karin, hopefully I got the spelling right. He was a nice bloke as they call them in the UK and we had a fine time talking to one another during the trip as he was in the seat next to me. We was on vacation from school and was visiting the states. Mostly we did chatted about most normal things you chat about but we also did a lot of comparing of the US to the UK. At one point in time I got him interested in beef jerky as that is apparently a pure American treat and he became addicted to it when we had an hour lay over in Albuquerque New Mexico and he became quite addict to it, while almost spoiling his dinner as all that dehydrated meat started to expand in his stomach.

Anyways I don't think he nor my self will forget the trip not because of the nice time we had but what happened when we started running along the Classic Route 66. It was around midnight at the time when this old woman, about in her 70's I would imagine, started going up and down our car disturbing all the passengers, including Karin and myself. It was rather strange as it almost seemed like she was re-living parts of her life of different people who were in it. At one point she thought she was a doctor, another moment she thought she was an officer, a nurse in a home, a dinner owner, Psychiatrist, and then sometimes she just didn't make one bit of sense. At one point she told me that she knew I wasn't sleeping, was just trying to ignore here so that she would go away, and that I should have some OJ and get some exercise running outside despite the fact it was pitch black outside and that the train was currently moving. To Karin she thought that his I-Pod was a cell phone, that he was hiding it from her and that she though she should just might take a sledge hammer to it, which was a little scary considering that down below deck was an emergency box that actually did have a sledge hammer in it. She was equally weird and rude to the other passengers and apparently was freaking out a mother and her little girl a bit. Well to make a long story short the train was stopped while paramedics, police and a firetruck were called were they eventually took her away.

So I am back home now so I can start taking care of a some stuff but relax a little bit from the trip.

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