They all seemed to thank each other in a congratulatory manner by blaring their whistles as long as they possibly could. Each train, in an effort to celebrate the united arrival, took turns running up and down the tracks, whistles blowing, all. night. long.
This caused a severe lack of sleep, and an increased homicidal thoughts by yours truly. I believe the last whistle was heard around 2am. I personally think there should be train traveling mandates about the time in which trains are allowed to travel. Like at the airport. No planes between 11pm and 6am. Train Engineers... it would be much appreciated if you obliged by the same traveling hours.

Finally. Finally, I went to sleep. I dreamed about trains.

Finally. Finally, I went to sleep. I dreamed about trains.