Ah, the train. I've only ridden one once back in 2010, from Effingham to Chicago. I was going into the big city to see my long-distance girlfriend in person for the first time and spend December (and Christmas) with her and her family/friends.
The trip there was uneventful, sad to say. I managed a seat by the window, where a polite older woman sat next to me. We chatted idly, but mostly kept to ourselves, our noses in our respective books. From time to time, I'd look out the window and watch the snowfall, smiling to myself and barely able to contain my excitement.
More on the story at hand; We had been dating for quite some time before, and had been talking over the internet even longer. It was not til December rolled around that I told her over the phone, "I'm coming to Chicago." and laid out the plans. Got the tickets, saved back the money.
When we got there and I stepped off onto the platform, I looked everywhere for her. I couldn't see her, but then, there was a terribly large throng of people coming into the city with similar plans to see their loved ones over the holiday.
I went further into the station but I didn't get too terribly far- I almost ran right into her before I saw her! I set my bags down and we ran into a tight embrace for several minutes. It's probably one of my most fond memories of that entire year.
I won't bore you with the whole story though, and cut to the chase.
To put it bluntly, her mother and I... Well, we clashed a lot more than anticipated, even though we'd had lengthy conversations over the phone before. It got so bad to the point where she forced my girlfriend to make a choice: Either get rid of me, or she'd kick us both out into the street. This happened about a week after Christmas.
I obviously opted to go of my own volition, but she'd taken her mother's side over me anyway. I don't like to think I was ever deliberately disrespectful, but, some people can't be reasoned with.
The train ride home was probably the worst feeling I've ever had in my life. It felt like I was leaving any semblance of happiness I'd ever experience behind in the Windy City.