More whistles went off as I climbed aboard the train to Florida. Some monkey came and grabbed my luggage and I told him I wanted to hold onto the stuff I had obtained from the gas station.
I knew the train ride was going to be longer than the plane ride seeing that trains are much, much slower than planes.
The seats were nice and plush and red, while the storage hub above each row held very little I thought it to be quite nice.
The fluffing of a pillow was all I needed and I was off to dream land, until a very rude visitor woke me up.
"Hey! HEY! Wake up!" shouted someone from beside me.
"What the... Who the heck are you!?!" I asked, still startled from being awakened from me deep sleep at 3 in the morning.
"Oh, sorry. My names Rover! I'm the 'official' greeter of the train! I go around, check the luggage, and say hi to random people!" explained Rover with a dumb smirk.
"Yeah, that's nice..." I said as I rolled over and stuffed my head into the fluffy pillow.
He continued to poke me, and I continued to ignore him. After a few minutes he decided to jump on top of me to wake me up!
"WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT!?!?!?!" I yelled in anger flipping him off the top of me knocking him into the aisle.
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to talk." said Rover who was slowly getting up off the floor.
"I'm not going to get any more sleep than I already have," I said. "What do you want to talk about?" I asked as I rolled onto my back and propped myself up against the cold, frosty window of the slowly moving train.
"Let's start off with your name."
"What about it?" I asked.
"What is it?" he said, unbelieving of the fact that he thought I didn't know my own name.
"Oh right, right... Bob Cat." I managed to say still half asleep.
The train whistled a soft Toot! and the conductors voice came over the loudspeaker saying, "Now arriving in South Beach, Florida!"
"Whelp, this is my stop!" I said to Rover as I got up and took my things out of the storage hub above the seat. I stumbled to get my shoes on and warily walked around and up to the front of the train. I felt along the ground for a step down and finally struck gold. 2 more steps and I was there.
I was in Florida.
"Next stop: Wherever the heck the Air Hawks' stadium is"