Okay okay.........the clamor is deafening, so just one travel story
I am on AMTRAK heading west waiting for my dinner
reservation to be called. At the stop in Albuquerque
comes a knock on my sleeper door. It's a cop!
Wants to see my ID and wants to know my business.
As soon as he is convinced I am not really Ted Bundy
I inquire as to why he is there. He says that people
are moving drugs back and forth across the country
on AMTRAK (imagine that!). "They" noticed I had a Texas
driver's license, my truck had Michigan plates and that
I left it parked at a depot in Kansas, headed for San
Bernadino, so.................Then he says "Would it be all
right if I looked around the room?" I said
"Absolutely not!" I half expected a DEA posse when I
got to California