SLEEPING IN A CABOOSE

Debra and I got out of town yesterday for the last time before fall arrives. We drove for a couple of hours, crossing the California/Oregon border, and ended up at the Railroad Park Resort where we slept in a caboose. It was one our most enjoyable and relaxing motel experiences ever.

Pulling into the parking lot, some of the cabooses are seen ahead while a dining car, where we ate dinner last night, is seen to the right.

Debra's car is parked beside our caboose.

Another view of Debra's car beside our caboose.

A ninety-degree panoramic view shows our caboose, third from the left. Debra's car is still in view from this angle.

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Debra and I near the steps leading into the caboose.

View from the entrance. To the right is a steel ladder leading to a sitting area above the rest of the caboose.

Another view, this one facing the entrance.

The ladder and the upper sitting area.

Debra and I utilizing the upper seats.

Although difficult to see because of glare, Debra is looking out of the window to the right in the upper seating area.

Sitting on a rock.

Checking out the pool. The air was hot, but the water was not.

Panoramic view from our seats on the pool patio.

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Since the water temperature in the pool was too cool for our personal preferences, we decided to work on puzzles instead of swim.

The wheel at our front door.

The Railroad Park Resort includes a restaurant made of historic railroad dining cars.

Debra dines.

Strolling around the grounds after dinner.

Another display of a dilapidated historic railroad car.