When I was 14 I took the train across the country to visit family in California. I remember thinking when the train stopped in Trinidad, Colorado that looked like a neat, historic town and wished I could have gotten off the train to explore it. Nineteen years later I got my chance. I parked downtown and walked around for about a half-hour, took pictures of some of the historic buildings and reading a few of the historic markers.
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