063 Cycle Touring the USA (2) - Part 1

(^78) San Francisco

I made my way to the Amtrak station. The bike boxes sold were quite
large and the bicycle easily fitted once the pedals were removed and
the handlebars turned sideways. The remainder of my stuff went into
one large bag (bought in Chinatown). Unfortunately, the train wasn’t
due until evening, and I had a whole day to kill.
The best part of the day was spent trying to rewrite my lost journal—
a laborious task. By evening, a short stroll took me downtown to the
Amtrak office, where buses ran to Emeryville.
The train was a strange setup – I had never seen a double-storey
train before. It was extremely comfortable and provided plenty of
legroom. It turned out well, as my seat was next to a rather large
person. I then realised how challenging it must be to carry such a
size around—everything becomes twice the effort. One constantly
needed to feed the body to maintain such a size. All this effort must
leave them utterly exhausted by the end of the day.