Mildred rolled off the bench she had been napping on. Stretching, she looked around at her fellow passengers. It was interesting to see how each of them had chosen to spend the train ride. Grabbing her bag and slinging it over her shoulder, she hopped off the train. Literally. Who needed steps when jumping was by far faster? Granted it was a short distance so that helped a little bit. If there had been more steps or sharper rocks, she probably would have just taken the stairs. But nope. She jumped.<br/><br/>Landing with a thump, she moved quickly out of the way so the next person could come off. Staying out of the way, she waited to see if the men unloading the train would need any help. After all, the quicker the train was unloaded and off, the quicker they could start.