We are fortunate to have a recent great family adventure to Salt Lake City. This one will go down in the history books for us I think.

We arrived at the Jackson Michigan Amtrak Station (the oldest continually operating train station in Michigan) at 7:30am. We were loaded with 3 carseats, 3 suitcases, a diaper bag, a snack bag, a purse, and a sling bag. The station had only one or two other people at it, and is a beautiful old building. Long wooden benches, tile and ornate trim, and the bathrooms were accessible and decently clean (though we did notice they didn’t have changing tables).

Waiting on the platform in the cool morning air with only a dim dawn light, we could see the train approaching from quite a distance, and the anticipation was positively electric.

As it arrived, the conducters jumped off and without a moment of delay began beckoning and calling us to the far end of the platform to board as fast as we could. Tiffany is nearing her third trimester, and we still have to carry Victor (as he is not yet 2) in situations such as this, so it was a harrowing boarding process.

In a short time, we were sitting in clean plush seats, with functioning electric outlets available and good legroom. The storage racks had plenty of room for our great load of luggage, and we were soon traveling 110 mph to Chicago.

The conducting team was warmly welcoming and treated us with kindness the entire journey, answering our many questions, and checking in on us to see if we needed anything, and even playing with the kids a little.