Idling

There is one particularly annoying thing about the cold weather, and that is the effect it seems to have on my train. Inevitably there is a frozen switch, for which we wait. And wait. Somehow trains run through Siberia, but in Toronto the cold weather guarantees a delay.

As you can see, I was just a little way outside the city when this morning's switch malfunction stopped us in (on) our tracks.

With all that said, it was still a reasonably good day and my complaints are trifling. When I finally make it in, I work with great people, doing things I like, and not too many people are so lucky as to have that on a daily basis. I am blessed.