Up with the larks this morning. Truth is I didn't really sleep. Perhaps one or two hours shut-eye. I'd set multiple alarms for 3.15am ahead of my taxi pick-up at 4am. I made sure I was fully packed, bathed and dressed last night at around midnight all ready to go. With generally only one Amtrak train a day in most places, you don't want to risk being late. The lady on reception at the Andrew Pinckney Inn kindly filled my flask with fresh coffee as my taxi arrive...