Yesterday, after finally finding my email reservation slips from AMTRAK, I dropped by the Quincy train station to get our train tickets printed. The Quincy station doesn't have an agent so you have to get your tickets from the scanning machine. The station looked deserted, so I opened the station door and walked into the building...and lo and behold, some guy jumps up from the bench where he had been sleeping...scared the bee-jesus out of me. I certainly didn't expect to see anyone. I turned on a dime and hotfooted it out of there in a flash. I really wanted to get those tickets printed yesterday...and had to think about what I was going to do....stay tuned.
Sunday, February 13, 2011
Trying to Print out Our Train Tickets
Yesterday, after finally finding my email reservation slips from AMTRAK, I dropped by the Quincy train station to get our train tickets printed. The Quincy station doesn't have an agent so you have to get your tickets from the scanning machine. The station looked deserted, so I opened the station door and walked into the building...and lo and behold, some guy jumps up from the bench where he had been sleeping...scared the bee-jesus out of me. I certainly didn't expect to see anyone. I turned on a dime and hotfooted it out of there in a flash. I really wanted to get those tickets printed yesterday...and had to think about what I was going to do....stay tuned.
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