If you know me, you know I not only like trains, I have a sick fascination bordering on obsessive behavior when it comes to trains. It would be an understatement to say I was excited moving to Dallas to be in close proximity to a robust and usable mass transit system with multiple light rail lines crisscrossing the metroplex. So when C had a meeting in the far north burbs yesterday that would require her to take the train back, I excitedly offered to ride up to meet her and chauffeur her back downtown. This also provided an opportunity for a break from the Downtown routine, so on the ride back made a stop at Mockingbird Station for dinner and drinks at an Irish pub.