Sunday loose in the city.
I will catch the Coast Starlight heading up north.
Or stand on the platforms staring at snow-covered mountains.
Union Station is a lovely book with many chapters to explore.
A few steps away from the 201 arrivals & departures a day, there are empty courtyards . Places from which one could begin their great American novel. Or ransom note.
And across the street a festival atmosphere is blooming in the balmy air.
Legendary French dip sandwiches live one block north. I will go to there.
Make mine lamb with hot mustard, coleslaw, and a side of apple pie.