Open Circles (with Guardrails) By Sherrie Buscemi
May 8, 2026, 3 Min Read
Last year the hubs and I traveled across the U.S. on an Amtrak rail pass. We rode 10 segments in 30 days, on 6 different trains—three of them twice—from the Atlantic to the Pacific.
When we welcomed others into our circle on the Floridian train, we made a lasting connection with a missionary from the Amazon region of Peru and exchanged contact information.
But on the Empire Builder, the dining car host assigned a drunkard to our booth, a man determined to get wasted during the meal as he tried to involve us in his gambling schemes.