Seems like the majority of passengers do that, as the seven caf stools were empty most of the trip. Now, Trenton makes sure we all know where we are as we cross the Delaware River. What Trenton Makes, the World Takes. I remember first seeing that sign of civic pride back in 1962, my first trip to New York on the late, great Pennsylvania Railroad. South of Philadelphia, the ride had its moments of slight turbulence, but is still significantly quieter and smoother than the standard trains of the corridor.
Writing is comfortable, but many passengers are busy at their laptops.
Large crowds board at Wilmington, Philadelphia, and Trenton, so the car is now over half full. Power unit 2031 was the head end, with 2030 carrying the markers. I am the only passenger I see with a camera. The windows are exceedingly large, and great for photography. We are a few minutes behind schedule as we duck into the Hudson River tunnels.