Berkshire Pundit

Acela Trains awaiting boarding in Boston's South Station "How about Amtrak?" suggested Mrs. Cowboy.    We did it twice before. Once a few years ago as far as Minneapolis, where daughter #2 (D#2 )was obtaining her MURP (Masters in Urban and Regional Planning) from the U of Minnesota and once, over 30 years ago, to Florida. That was our honeymoon trip and was such a disaster that we vowed never ever again to allow Amtrak to transport us a single inch. By the time D#2 was graduated from St Laurence University  (Suma Cum Laude, no less - have to inject some parental pride) , did stints in Kenya, the Student Conservation Association and  Americorps, was officially a graduated U of M Golden Gopher, and managed to touch President Obama's butt twice, the memory of the initial Railroad disaster had faded enough for us to chance it once again. We heard rumors that Amtrak had improved, The Minneapolis trip turned out to be pleasant and interesting.   The coach car