We took our annual fall foliage trip up through Crawford Notch into Fabyan Station. Total train ride was 5 hours and 40 minutes. This year we took our trip in the first class car as opposed to previous years that we rode coach. First class was very nice-plush seats, carpeting and climate controlled. It was pretty cold when we first arrived in North Conway, mommy was shivering. Coach seating is first come first serve and first class is assigned seats. We had six seats and the seating was set up with seats alternating and sets facing each other. Christopher, Jonathan, Daddy and I sat in one set of 4 seats. Granny and Gramps sat across the way with 2 strangers. People see us coming on the train with the 2 kids and cringe - every year has been the same. Once the people see how well behaved the boys are they enjoy the trip. Not this year, the man saw us sit down and almost fell running to the conductor to ask for a change in his seating. Of course the train car was full and he was unable to have his seats changed, they quickly went to the open coach for the first half of the ride. @$$holes - last year we got on the train and it was full of seniors, it was an across America senior tour. The poor seniors, you could see the anguish on their faces when we boarded the train, within a short time they were all enjoying how much the boys were enjoying the trip. One man even asked if he could purchase the children, if he only knew the real boys. I must say that my children are amazing well behaved on the train trip, seriously do you think that I would go annually if the children didn't behave well?
Along the entire trip there is a narrator telling the tales of the mountains. From the rich people that built the Mount Washington Hotel to the railroad families lost in land slides. The first year the ride was narrated by an older man that was amazing, to my disappointment he retired that winter. He did such an amazing job. The narration makes the trip. This year the narrator was amusing but it just wasn't the same. Then on the ride back down the tracks the dome cars generator died. The train stopped 3 times along the way to start the generator back up. Because there was no power in the dome the PA system was not working. The narrator was unable to tell any stories along the ride home. What a long ride back it was.
Here is a picture that Christopher took of granny and gramps with my camera. Not too shabby for a 5 year old!
Isn't he the cutest Christopher you ever did see?
And this would be the cutest Jonathan in the whole wide world!
What a spectacular view!
Some funny comments made to the narrator and train crew.
What can you do about the view? Uh, nothing can't move the mountain.
The colors on the trees aren't very pretty. Well we will have to get out the spray guns than.
The trees are in the way of my picture taking. They had no response to that one.
We as a collective group decided that everyone on that train - except us - were MORONS. Next year we will buy 2 extra seats to prevent any unwanted assumptions made about my children. And finally - people that do not like children should not be allowed out in public. Oh and one more, parents that do not heed the warning of the train crew to keep all body parts inside the train window at all times and let their child stick her head out the window, get it stuck and then let her scream while they try to pry her head out of the small opening in the window instead of opening the window to get her back in should be kicked off the train! Better yet, should have to run behind the train over the Frankestein Bridge!
Along the entire trip there is a narrator telling the tales of the mountains. From the rich people that built the Mount Washington Hotel to the railroad families lost in land slides. The first year the ride was narrated by an older man that was amazing, to my disappointment he retired that winter. He did such an amazing job. The narration makes the trip. This year the narrator was amusing but it just wasn't the same. Then on the ride back down the tracks the dome cars generator died. The train stopped 3 times along the way to start the generator back up. Because there was no power in the dome the PA system was not working. The narrator was unable to tell any stories along the ride home. What a long ride back it was.
Here is a picture that Christopher took of granny and gramps with my camera. Not too shabby for a 5 year old!
Isn't he the cutest Christopher you ever did see?
And this would be the cutest Jonathan in the whole wide world!
What a spectacular view!
Some funny comments made to the narrator and train crew.
What can you do about the view? Uh, nothing can't move the mountain.
The colors on the trees aren't very pretty. Well we will have to get out the spray guns than.
The trees are in the way of my picture taking. They had no response to that one.
We as a collective group decided that everyone on that train - except us - were MORONS. Next year we will buy 2 extra seats to prevent any unwanted assumptions made about my children. And finally - people that do not like children should not be allowed out in public. Oh and one more, parents that do not heed the warning of the train crew to keep all body parts inside the train window at all times and let their child stick her head out the window, get it stuck and then let her scream while they try to pry her head out of the small opening in the window instead of opening the window to get her back in should be kicked off the train! Better yet, should have to run behind the train over the Frankestein Bridge!
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