In the train up from Raleigh to New York:

The seats are not numbered; everyone seats wherever they please. The train is full.
I'm in a seat near the corridor. I ask my neighbour (in a window seat) if he would mind switching seats or if he enjoys the view out the window. He tells me he enjoys the view. He then proceeds to put his earpieces back on, slouch back on his seat, and close his eyes again.

october 15th