Oh look, here it is again and we can't get on yet.
We made it Mom!
Checkin' it out, Natch.
Trying not to let me take a good photo. Jokes on him though!
Wearing his Pirates of Croatia shirt Grandma Sandy picked up in... Croatia.
On the big opening day, (December 8th), we waited in line for over an hour for our "free" ride on the FrontRunner. Apparently everyone else thought it would be a great idea too! (Did I mention the bitter freezing cold?) When we finally got on, I found a seat for Wyatt, but I had nowhere to sit until we got to the Thanksgiving Point stop. I had daydreamed about looking out the window as we rode along. Reality: It got dark in about five minutes, and we spent the rest of the ride staring at our own reflections and the unsavory characters on the train. There was one bathroom and a very long line. Finally Wyatt could hold it no longer and had to go in, only to find an overfull commode. One of the workers said there are actually 2 bathrooms, but they decided to just hook one up. (Brilliant move UTA!) The plus side of this trip was that Wyatt really liked it and thought it was cool.
