A Three Million Flyer Boards an Amtrak Train…
The diagnosis? A torn retina. The eye surgeon’s orders? Non-negotiable. No flying for three weeks. “But I have a show on the East Coast,” I pleaded. “Cancel it.” “Driving?” “Out of the question.” Long pause. “What about a … train?” “I’ll allow that. Bring a companion, just in case.” So, with my temporarily worthless American…