| This weekend we went to Rouge Park where we walked to the very end of the trail and we saw a railroad crossing. We had already seen the end of a train going by so we didn't expect to see another train but we went anyway. I hadn't been to the track in a long time and the I recognized the smell of tar and I said to myself, 'Oh my gosh I miss this." And then my dad said, "everybody quiet!" Because he heard something. I thought it was a plane, my sister thought it was a helicopter and my mom thought it was cars but my dad thought correctly that it was a train. So we waited a bit to see if it was a train and it was! (As you can see in the photo my mom took.) And I hadn't seen a train at a railroad crossing in so long. So I got really, really excited. And the train was a really, really big one. The conductor waved at me. I love waving to trains. After the train was gone (2-3 minutes), my family named this area, Rouge Park, the train hot spot. |  |
I still love trains even though I'm busy with school and baseball. Thanks for reading. Keep coming back!
Happy holidays to all the train lovers who read my blog!
Happy holidays to all the train lovers who read my blog!
