New Orleans, of course, is famous for its history and revelry. “Laissez les bon temps rouler,” the official motto goes—let the good times roll. And I’m certain they’re rolling, all over town, on this Friday night. From the pounding beats of Bourbon Street, across the French Quarter, all the way to that muddy Mississippi winding its big, lazy bends through the heart of the Crescent City.
Services aboard the Sunset Limited include meal options. (Courtesy of Amtrak)
But I won’t see any of it—not on this visit, at least. In town for just one night, I had come for a single purpose: to catch the train the next day. Climbing aboard the double-decker rolling stock, the stainless steel Superliner glinting in the morning light, I got comfortable, ready to clickety-clack my way all across the southern reaches of the United States….