A Story from My West Coast Journey

I remember starting my Pacific Northwest adventure on a chilly morning at the amtrak station in seattle. The soft hum of trains and the chatter of early travelers gave the place a lively rhythm. The station’s high ceilings and marble details gave off an old-world charm that instantly made me slow down and soak it all in. Before boarding, I grabbed coffee from a nearby café and watched as the sun painted the skyline outside. What impressed me most was the friendliness of the Amtrak team—they made the entire boarding process simple and stress-free. As the train pulled away, I looked back at the station, realizing it wasn’t just a building but a piece of Seattle’s living story. It’s the kind of place that makes every journey feel meaningful.