Bird
Epic Contributor
During my last 2 years of high school and another year or so, we lived right next to the railroad tracks in a big old 2 story house that Dad bought. And we were so accustomed to the trains that the only time I even thought about the noise was when one went by and drowned out what I was listening to on the TV.
And when I was doing gas leakage surveys, I was sent from Texas to Duncan, AZ. Since they didn't use Daylight Savings Time, it was a 2 hour time difference from what I was accustomed to; terrible waiting until what I was accustomed to as 10 a.m. to go to work each morning. The only RV site with hookups had us backed up to the railroad tracks. I soon learned there was a train that went north to the copper mine in the morning, and went south loaded at night. It was not only LOUD but shook the bed in the motorhome when it went south loaded at night.
And when I was doing gas leakage surveys, I was sent from Texas to Duncan, AZ. Since they didn't use Daylight Savings Time, it was a 2 hour time difference from what I was accustomed to; terrible waiting until what I was accustomed to as 10 a.m. to go to work each morning. The only RV site with hookups had us backed up to the railroad tracks. I soon learned there was a train that went north to the copper mine in the morning, and went south loaded at night. It was not only LOUD but shook the bed in the motorhome when it went south loaded at night.