Napping on a dead train
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Tokyo, 2010.05.09
Today we went to a small city called Ofuna to see a large statue of the goddess Kannon. On the way back, trouble found us.
Our train was stopped due to a fatality. They didn't spell it out, but I have no reason to think that it was our train that hit the person "on the tracks"-there were no emergency crews about and very little commotion.
We waited for well over half an hour. Throughout, Kenny was well behaved (as were all of our inmates) but any hopes that we had that he might nap cane to nothing. In fact, both of us needed a nap during that overheated 45 minutes, and he seemed happy to investigate the car and say hi to everyone aboard. If only the AC had been so energetic!