Sorry it’s been a couple weeks, but I did promise you a report…
On Saturday morning I took the express bus into downtown Seattle and got off at King Street Station. It was a really nice train station… 100 years ago, but the years of neglect definitely show. They’re trying to restore some of the original finishes now, but it will never return to its former glory — especially with the new Link Light Rail line stopping at nearby Union Station instead.
Anyway, the station served its purpose well enough, and I got on the Amtrak train which left on-time at 7:40am. Overall, my impression of the train ride was… not bad. The seats are big and comfortable with plenty of legroom. The upper level of the central car (of three) of the train has floor-to-ceiling windows with unreserved seating facing outward, allowing some decent views of the coastline of northern Puget Sound. However I spent most of the time sleeping or reading. (Fortunately I don’t have any problem with motion sickness from reading on a train or plane, though while riding in a bus or car I get terribly nauseous from reading nothing more than Trivial Pursuit cards every few minutes.)
Once we got out of the Seattle metro area, which admittedly takes a while, the train actually moved pretty fast: the GPS on my phone measured it at 77+ mph at multiple points along the way. I thought we were going to arrive nearly on time in Vancouver until the train stopped for about 15 minutes just before the bridge over the Fraser river into the city. We had a similar stop before that bridge on the way back, when they announced they had to pick up or file some paperwork or something before crossing the bridge… which doesn’t make sense… and anyway couldn’t they take care of that stuff ahead of time??
So the train finally arrived at the Vancouver station just before noon, about 20 minutes late. Fortunately the customs process was fairly quick. (It’s always easy to get into Canada.) My first swing class, starting at 12:20, was a 15-minute walk away. I walked into the studio with just enough time to put on my dance shoes before the class started!
I thought the series of swing and related classes on Saturday and Sunday (8 hours total) were mostly very good. I polished up some of my basics and learned several new moves and techniques that will definitely stick with me. And I had fun dancing with a lot of new people, as well as a few that I sort of knew who were also from Seattle or had visited recently. There was a great band for the Saturday night dance at the Grandview Legion Auditorium. While that venue doesn’t quite compare to Seattle’s Century Ballroom in size or atmosphere, it was a fun night, and Vancouver clearly has a decent Lindy Hop scene.
After the dance Saturday night I took the nearby SkyTrain to my hotel and got a good night’s sleep. After checking Sunday morning I had a few hours to kill so I took the SkyTrain into downtown Vancouver and walked around the waterfront and shopping areas. From that perspective it seemed like a nice and pedestrian friendly downtown. It’s clear the city is doing a lot to prepare for hosting the 2010 Winter Olympics. (While all the snow sports will be up at Whistler, I guess Vancouver is really the "host" city.) Among other things, there’s a huge new convention center under construction, and a major shopping street in the middle of downtown is a big long hole where they’re building a new (misnamed?) underground SkyTrain line to connect to the airport.
From downtown I took the SkyTrain back to East Vancouver where the classes were that day, then after classes I took the SkyTrain (see a pattern here?) back to the train station and caught the 6pm train back to Seattle.
I slept most of the way back. The only annoying part of that train was U.S. customs. We had to go through customs before boarding the train. Fine. But then the train stopped at the border while customs agents went through the train and questioned everyone and checked passports again. Of course for me it’s never a problem since I look like an ordinary white American and I’m gainfully employed and I don’t mention the fruit and livestock I’m not transporting back into the states. But it takes a little while for the two agents per car to get through everyone. Still, it looked like a much longer wait by car to get into the U.S. (The train tracks are adjacent to the Peace Arch I-5 border crossing.)
My train arrived at the Seattle station at around 10:15pm, only about 10 minutes late. But my weekend was not over yet! Sunday night is swing night at the Century Ballroom, and there was even a live band playing that night! Now well-rested, I hopped on a bus to Capitol Hill and proceeded to try out my new moves and dance the night away.