  I was there in '03 when the great cable flap brought the whole Eastern Corridor to a screaching (okay, silent) halt. That's right, I was sitting on a wonderfully spacious (okay, it was almost tomb-like) urlLink Amtrak train for six hours on Tuesday night.
Let me tell you, there's not much to look at on the south side of Newark New Jersey. Why was I stuck on a south bound train, you ask? Especially when I had just returned from Northern Virginia two nights prior? Well, and I'm serious now, I had to go back to attend my girlfriend's grandfather's funeral. It's really sad, actually. We just visited him in the hospital on Sunday night, and he seemed fine.
It was a shock to everyone, including me. So here I am, three days later, still in Northern Virginia. I've learned a few things over the past few days. Here's a selection in no particular order: I love my girl a whole lot. Jewish funerals are extremely drawn out, extremely draining affairs. New Jersey Transit sucks. That is all. 
