On July 5, 2016, my family and I were scheduled to board the Southwest Chief (train number three) departing from Gallup, New Mexico, at 7:08 PM and arriving in Fullerton, California at 6:44 AM on July 6, 2016.
At 5:08 PM on July 5, 2016, I received a text message stating: "Your departure on Amtrak train 0003 has been delayed. Estimated departure is now 9:25 PM. Please note that trains can make up or lose time." I received a second message within the same minute that read: "Please arrive at the station at least 30 minutes before the departure time. 1 hour if needing station assistance and 2 hours for Auto Train."
At 9:15 PM, my family and I headed to the boarding area to wait for the train. About ten minutes after the train was supposed to arrive, I checked the train status online and it said the train had been further delayed and was now set to arrive at 10:51 PM.
At approximately 11:00 PM the train finally arrived. While boarding, I asked one of the conductors, "What was the delay?" She looked up at me as if I just asked her how much she weighed and sarcastically said, "Well, there was a crazy guy, an engine, and a few other things." I was appalled at her unprofessional and rude attitude. After waiting over four hours for the train to arrive, I should have been greeted with more courtesy and respect.
We did not arrive to our seats until about 11:15 PM and, since we boarded so late, the "snack bar" was already closed. My 6 year old daughter had already fallen asleep at the train station, laying across her dad's luggage, so once we boarded the train and found our seats, she fell asleep instantly.
Around 5:15 AM, I was awaken by my daughter vomiting on our backpacks and shoes on the floor of the train. I cleaned up what I could and rushed her to the restroom. My husband followed me to the restroom and we both consoled my daughter while she was vomiting in the sink. The three of us were in the larger restroom at the end of the hall that has two sinks, an attached stool, a bench, and an adjoining toilet. I pulled the "Pull to Call" knob for some assistance and waited over 15 minutes and still no one came. My husband then went back upstairs to look for a conductor. He went from train to train and finally found four conductors/employees sitting in the snack bar area. Immediately, he was rudely told, "We're closed!" He advised them that he was not there to purchase anything and that I was in the restroom with our 6 year old daughter who was vomiting and we needed assistance. Without an ounce of empathy, a heavyset conductor told my husband that they might have to remove our daughter from the train. He asked, "So, what are we supposed to do? Sit in that restroom the whole entire trip?" She told him that was basically our only option. My husband stormed back to the restroom where I was, explained to me what was said, and then we sat with our daughter. We did not have any food or water.
About 20 minutes later, the same heavyset conductor knocked on the restroom door and asked us if my daughter was sick due to a viral infection. I advised her that it was not an infection and that it was motion sickness. I knew for a fact that it was nothing else, like food poisoning, because my daughter and I shared a plate at dinner the night before. My daughter has traveled on the Amtrak since she was two years old and she has never fallen ill. Of our many travels, whether it be by plane, train, boat, or automobile, my daughter has never gotten motion sickness. I believe she suffered from the motion sickness on this particular trip because her body did not have time to acclimate to the movement of the train. Upon boarding the train, she instantly fell asleep, whereas in the past, she had time to walk around, play card games, eat a snack, etc.
While I sat with my daughter, my husband went looking for answers about our delay. He found the same heavyset conductor and asked her when we would arrive at our destination. She told him it would be another eight or nine hours! My husband was speechless. We were originally supposed to arrive at our destination at 6:44 AM and we knew we had a four hour delay, but eight or nine more hours? She began by explaining that her crew was all late, which put us behind by an additional hour or two and that the engine went down. We are unclear as to the real details because we were given bits and pieces of information that did not make sense.
This whole situation was becoming more and more stressful. Using what we were being told by the conductors, and by our own calculations, we would not be home until sometime around 4:30 PM. We were already very late in getting home, as our original arrival time was 6:44 AM and it was already 9:00AM. My husband and I both had commitments when we arrived home and we could not afford to be any later. We decided to exit the train in Barstow, rent a car, and drive the rest of the way home. We were all extremely exhausted: mentally, physically, and emotionally. read more