“I took a round trip from Los Angeles to Ann Arbor, Mich. on Amtrak in 1980. The train was 14 hours late getting there and 12 hours late returning. I swore at the time that I would never ride Amtrak again—and I never have.”
Bought a private compartment from LA to New Mexico in the summer (mondo expensive). A/C went out. Windows don’t open. It was hell. They refused to refund my fare. I will never ride Amtrack again.
On my trip from LA to Ann Arbor, the AC went out and the windows wouldn’t open, and the Midwest was enduring its worst heatwave since 1936. The train ran out of beer, so when it was announced that there would be an extended stop at La Junta, Colo., dozens of passengers dashed for the nearest liquor store—and I was among the first.