The train conductor on the Pacific Surfliner takes my ticket and asks me if I’d like a glass of Chardonnay or Cabernet.
I'm sinking into my gigantic seat, like Chairry on Pee-Wee's Playhouse, and I can’t quite catch what the conductor said, because Anthony, the Club Car barman, is on the PA system, singing one of his original compositions: “It’s a Beauti…
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