We put our bikes on the train in Syracuse and headed for St Paul. We weren't in car #420 but it sure looked like everybody was happy in there. This trip always involves a stop for a few hours in Chicago and a walk to Lake Michigan. It was a bit of a zoo that day as Lallapolooza was in town and we saw the hordes waiting in line and streaming off the trains to get there. They all looked exactly alike. When we got to Duluth they were having a blues festival, and it all sounded exactly alike.