Where to begin? All of the horrible things that could have happened on this train ride did happen, and it was the absolute worst. Let's start at our first problem. We arrived at the Tukwila station early, considering the fact that we are unaccompanied minors (15 years old), with a parent who would stay with us until we boarded, at about an hour before the train would arrive, as instructed in the rules and guidelines of Amtrak. However, there was a landslide between Vancouver WA and Seattle, (we were traveling North from Tukwila to Bellingham). This means that the train that was supposed to pick us up in Tukwila was not going to be in service and could not pick us up. So we were them told that a charter bus would pick us up from the Tukwila station, and take us to the King Street Station in Seattle, where we would board a train to our destination. We waited for about an hour and a half because the bus had been late, and while we were waiting we had been keeping in touch with Amtrak, but only the automated system was available. After this long wait, a charter bus driver walked over to our platform telling us that he would pick up people going to Portland, however his bus was too tall to fit under an overpass that was the entry to the station. He then collected the people that were traveling South, and we asked him if the bus that would drop people off at King Street had already arrived, (keep in mind we were still attempting to keep contact with Amtrak). The charter bus driver told us that another bus had tried to pull in outside of the entrance, but did not get out of the bus to let people at the station know that he had arrived. At this point, our guardian was able to contact Amtrak and ask them to hold the northbound at King Street Station for us. We then made a romantic comedy esque dash to drive from Tukwila to King Street Station in Seattle where the train was being held. We were thankful for the train being held, but sympathetic for the people on that train being held, as their ride was delayed. Once we boarded in Seattle, we had no problems, however they did not check our ID, which we thought was odd. Yet, we soon arrived at the Fairhaven Station in Bellingham with no conflict.
Now we are on to our next issue: The return trip. There just happened to be another landslide that night, but this time it was between Everett and Seattle. So that would mean we would take the train from Bellingham to Everett and then a Greyhound Bus from Everett to Tukwila. We got to the Fairhaven station thirty minutes before the original departure time, but there was a delay coming from Vancouver BC. We didn't have to check in, so we sat down and started waiting. While we were waiting, a female attendant, named Mary, comes out and starts telling people to move depending on their destination. While she was talking, she mentioned unaccompanied minors, so we responded and told her we were minors. She instantly started telling us we would not be able to board the train, or any train that day. No reason was mention and she was speaking in a very rude and condescending tone. We walked over to the window, where she and a coworker, Peter (who was very kind and calm), began to tell us that we were booked as adults and it was against the guidelines for us to travel. Our friends dad had booked us correctly, the only issue was that Tukwilla is an unstaffed platform. We should not have been able to book a ticket for an unaccompanied minor through Tukwilla, but we did not know this, and our friend had never had any trouble before. So after talking for awhile, we figured out with a change in tickets, we could go to Everett and then be picked up by an adult. Mary did not present with this option before, she made it sound like we would be stuck in Bellingham for at least another day. This was Easter weekend, so we already had plans we could not miss. After we get our friends dad on the phone, she spoke to with an attitude, as if this was his fault. Mary then freaks us our further by saying that if an adult is not at the station in Everett thirty minutes prior to our arrival, CPS would have to be called to detain us. I was freaking out because my father was in San Francisco at the time and would not be able to get me from CPS. Once we get everything sorted out, which took about forty five minutes, Mary had the audacity to say that it was our fault and if we had booked it right, none of this would have happened. There had recently also been a guideline change that we could not have known about dealing with landslides and other issues of that nature. We got on the train with no problem after that, but again only our tickets were checked, with no ID. We are writing this on the train to Everett, so we are hoping there will be no further issues to add to this review. Quite the "adventure". Overall, it is easier for an unacompanied minor to cross international boarders on a flight, than it is for them to take a two hour train ride. read more