Well one night (one of the first nights I lived here) I was laying in bed listening to my iPod when all of a sudden my bed started shaking. I could have sworn we were having an earthquake. I text Jessica and asked her just for reassurance. It came to be a stupid train! I'm not joking. These trains come by at least five times throughout the night. Without fail, it wakes me up every. single. time.
You know what's sad? I used to love trains. In this blog, I talked about how much I loved the train ride I took in Durango, Colorado. I loved the scenic aspect of it, I loved the train drivers, I loved everything about it.
Yup. Not anymore. Thanks a lot stupid trains, thanks a lot.
I understand it's protocol or whatever but is it really necessary to blow that horn at all hours of the night? I don't think so. A girl Jess and I met here at the apartments said that we would get used to it. At this rate, I don't think that will ever happen.
So since living up in Orem I have grown to hate trains.
Just thought I would let you guys know :)