Tales from the Dining Car. Chapter 2.

(From my 'travel blog' series, documenting by trip from Toronto, Canada to Mexico City by land.) About half way through Missouri a whole new set of heads emerged in the dinning car.  That’s when I met Buzz.  Buzz was sitting with a man that he clearly just met.  Much like the Texan earlier, Buzz was …

Tales from the Dining Car. Chapter 1.

(From my 'travel blog' series, documenting by trip from Toronto, Canada to Mexico City by land.) He had shaggy blond hair that flowed out of his cowboy hat and piercing blue eyes.  He was clean-shaven, had a slender built and couldn’t have been older than 25.  He wore a stripped shirt that he tucked into …