Eating Flaming Hot Cheetos on Amtrak's San Joaquin

CORCORAN, CALIFORNIA (April 4, 2011)

My wife and I were enroute from Las Vegas. to San Francisco (yeah, I know, it's a sh hole; but it wasn't as much of a sh hole then as it is now) as part of our vacation. We had traveled from our home in Niagara Falls, Ontario, to New York City (speaking of sh holes that are even bigger sh holes now), New Orleans, Los Angeles, San Diego, the aforementioned Las Vegas.

After a couple of days in San Fransicko, we would hop a train to Chicago and ultimately Buffalo and Niagara Falls.

Melissa had mistakenly bought me a bag of FLAMING HOT Cheetos from the vending machine at Bakersfield's Amtrak station. Being Canadian (as I am), she had never heard of the Flaming Hot variety of Cheetos because it's not sold in Canada.

Rather than see that 65 cents go to waste, I opened the bag and ate it for her.

I am wearing a GO Transit (Toronto) watch.