The Train Museum

We discovered through another friend here that there is a train museum in town.  Had never heard of it before, but it is tucked away in a corner of town, was pretty cold but almost EMPTY of people and the kids had a blast.  Angie and I took our kids last Friday, trying to resurrect a tradition of doing something out on Friday mornings that had gone by the wayside.  It was a perfect trip - could be done in about an hour there (the attention span of 3 year olds at least and worked well for this nursing momma) and what could be more fun than trains?

The sad news to report is that our (as in us the Gaertners and Hunemullers) landlady called us last week, saying she wants her mother to move into Jason and Angie's side.  We probably don't have to move but she is raising our rent rather significantly.  So we are really sad to lose or best buds next door, though hoping they can find something affordable still in our neighborhood.  We don't want to move, but are at least looking around.  It seems we probably can only stay another year and if we found something we liked that would let us sign a longer lease, we will look into it.  But we are thankful we have the option to stay, we think.  Our landlady made some mention of possible other relatives that might want our place, but seems willing to rent it another year.  Such is life here in this bubble of a real estate market that keeps going up and up with no sign of bursting, combined with a place where contracts are rather meaningless.

But onto happier things, here are some shots of the train museum.

The trains were all in this big hangar-type building. Aren't they cute holding hands?

Being Mr. Conductor

The oldest train was from the late 1880's, the newest was a subway train.  Most were from China but there was one from America and one from England.

A bit blurry but these kids are in motion, jumping by the subway car.

Looking at the train lines and where they go on the map.

Do I dare climb up with the bigger kids?