Jmac323
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Riding a freight train is something I always wanted to do and today I finally did it. I caught a train as it was going uphill around a sharp turn before going over the Delair bridge into Philadelphia. I had no idea where it was going. It was just a local junk train and ended up going to the Greenwich yard in south Philly but I had gotten off when it stopped along the Schuylkill River bike path. I later took the subway to FDR park where I saw my train again while it headed into the yard. I genuinely expected to feel so overwhelmingly free that I would be overcome with emotion, I was not. After processing the fact that I just hopped on a moving fucking train and making sure I was still alive and had all my limbs intact, I was kinda too nervous to move around at all. I mostly laid down hoping I didn’t get seen. I didn’t wanna stand up or jump around and be stupid because I was in the middle of a city and didn’t want to die. Oh, also I heard the knuckle is one of the most dangerous parts and to avoid touching it at all costs. It is. That thing was loud and fucking terrifying. Next time I hope to get a friend and travel to another city.
