My Uber from Seattle-Tacoma International Airport drops me off right outside Amtrak¡¯s Tukwila Station, where I seem to be the only living being among a vast expanse of dormant cars in the park-and-ride.
Eventually I confirm the presence of at least two other humans: a security guard pacing the empty platform and a woman using a leaf blower to gather fallen leaves, which are immediately ungathered by the wind (10 mph from the north, according to the captain on my Hawaiian Airlines flight).
I¡¯m 20 minutes early for my Amtrak Cascades line train to Portland, Oregon, so I scout the surroundings in a jet-lagged haze, walking the length of the platform, then the sidewalk outside it, mainly because there¡¯s nothing else to do within walking distance.
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