San Joaquin Valley

Central California is grim, grim, grim.

Looks like Appalachia, only flat, and with grapes.
Perhaps tomorrow with pictures, but since I seem to have left without the usb cable for my camera, I won't be able to upload anything until I can borrow one, or until I get home. 
In the meantime, the highlight of the train ride was when we were briefly stuck in Hanford waiting for another train to pass, and the conductor invited us to take the opportunity to admire the "palatial views" the town had to offer.
"If you look to your right, you'll see...public storage.  And to your left, a big, giant, humongous hole. Woo-hooo! Welcome to Hanford."
About sums it up. Maybe I don't even need a photo.