Instead of the usual drive through construction on I-20 to get to Birmingham recently, I decided to try Amtrak. I had taken Amtrak several years ago, from Philadelphia to Baltimore and back, and had a positive experience, so I was actually looking forward to seeing how it would be different this time aboard Amtrak's Crescent. With a ticket price less than it would cost to drive, I was all in.
I arrived at the Atlanta Amtrak station at Brookwood about 10 minutes before 8:00am, with the train scheduled to leave at 8:38. I had checked out the website, which told me to be there 30 minutes early if I wanted to check luggage. I had picked up my tickets the night before, but went to get in line to check my bag. After a minute or two, a uniformed Amtrak agent asked if I needed to buy a ticket. I told him I just needed to check my bag, to which he replied I had to have done that an hour before the train left. This didn't make any sense to me considering the train wasn't there yet, and all they did was take all the baggage down in the elevator, but arguing with him wasn't going to change anything. My bag was small and light enough to carry on, so it wasn't a big deal. I later found out it would have been an enormous pain in the ass to pick up checked luggage at the destination (add about 30 minutes wait time).
The train arrived right on schedule at 8:12, and the arriving passengers disembarked. I was amazed at how many people were traveling on the train, considering how much Americans, and Atlantans in particular, love their cars. A few minutes later, they called for departing passengers to board and I made my way to the platform. After getting on the train, the attendant directed me to a seat. I honestly couldn't believe how far away the seat in front of me was; the railcar was quite spacious. I chatted for a few minutes with the woman seated next to me, and before long we were on our way and she was asleep. We departed at exactly 8:38.
We moved slowly for awhile until we got out of the city, then picked up speed and didn't stop until we reached Anniston, the next scheduled stop. For the most part the scenery was forest on both sides right up to the tracks, with an occasional trip right through the middle of small towns like Villa Rica, Temple and Bremen. There was the occasional trash-strewn yard, but it was still better than seeing nothing but highway. One thing of note: the sheer number of people waving at the train as we passed was amazing. Even when we crossed Logan Martin Lake in Alabama, a middle-age couple in a fishing boat were waving. Of course, there was also the man on the side of the tracks as we approached Birmingham waving something else, and to be honest I wasn't impressed with it. I think he was just there to pee in the woods and didn't really care that a passenger train was passing at the time.
Coming into Birmingham, we stopped for about 10 minutes near Irondale, which looked like a once-great town now in serious disrepair. It reminded me of Radiator Springs in the movie Cars: the highway passed it by and passenger trains no longer stopped there. No announcement was made about why we were stopped, and we arrived at the Birmingham station about 10 minutes late.
The return trip was much the same, except shortly after leaving Birmingham the power in my railcar went out for a minute, which hosed the AC. As a result, we sweltered until we got to Anniston since the reset switch is OUTSIDE the train and could only be tripped when the train was stopped. They fixed it during the extremely short stop in Anniston, and we froze the rest of the way to Atlanta. Additionally, the attendants didn't seem to care that someone was watching a movie without headphones, even after I complained about it. Despite leaving Birmingham about 5 minutes late, we arrived in Atlanta exactly on time.
In all, I guess I was satisfied, though the lack of AC for 2 hours and the seemingly made-up-on-the-spot 1 hour baggage check rule definitely count against Amtrak here. Other than the station agent in Atlanta, every Amtrak employee I interacted with was very pleasant. I didn't have to drive through the construction on I-20, however, and I had a good 4 hours of reading, music and sightseeing each way, so overall I'll give Amtrak three stars. read more