After shopping
in Clinton, a bus took us to Westbrook train station. Susan Wang told us
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| Westbrook train station |
that
we could catch the 7:05 pm train to get back to New Haven. There were ten of
us. Except two boys , all of us carried
big shopping bags. When we arrived, it was 6:45. It was a small station , with
two tracks lying between two platforms. A walkway spans across the platforms.
It is strange there was not a single worker there. The station seemed to work on
its own.
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| Track 1 |
At almost 7:05,
a train pulled in. We asked the conductress whether the train would get to New
Haven, the answer was no. She did not know when the next train was. But she
kindly gave us a schedule of the train. At this moment , Susan Wang ,who had
been to Clinton four times , became unsure about which track to take .She said
it was track 2, while others say it was track 1. We were arguing with each
other when one of us noticed a train coming in track 1. So , all of us, ten of us, rushed upstairs . A
few of us found an elevator , so a few rushed back to get in. You could imagine
the fuss of shouting and running up and down. However, the train did not stop
at all. It was until then we realized Susan mistook the weekend schedule for
weekday.
We began to look
at the schedule carefully. A black man smiled to us, telling us the next train
would be at 8:16. We smiled back in doubt. Then another train came in , we
switched to track 2 again. Again the train did not stop. All of us laughed. How
silly and embarrassing we must have looked! We, who try to look ladylike in
front of students, rushed up and down ,here and there , out of breath ,with big
shopping bags ,again and again!
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| The inside of the train. |
At last we made
sure it was track 1 at 8;16, as the black man told us. Finally we got on the
train to New Haven!
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