Can I bring a water bottle on a train?

Can I bring a full water bottle on a train?

Okay, trains, water bottles. Hmm.

• Yes, water bottles are fine! No probs there.

Wait, Amtrak. Ugh, that trip to Philly in 2023.

• Liquids seem okay, no rules against bringing your own drinks.

Remember the delays? Hours! Needed more snacks.

• Bring everything you need! Drinks, snacks, the works.

Is Amtrak water even safe? Lol.

• Saw something online… maybe avoid their water? Better safe.

My backpack… it’s huge. Fits everything tho.

• No bag size limit for just a water bottle, it could be carry-on or not.

Ugh, back to packing. Trains, trains, trains… such is life.

Can you take your own drinks on a train?

Okay, so, yeah, you usually CAN take your own drinks on trains in the UK.

Remember that time? 2023, packed train from London King’s Cross to Edinburgh. Ugh, felt like sardines.

I definitely had my own canned G&T and a water bottle in my bag. Train beers are robbery!

Nobody said anything. I mean, nobody even looked twice. It was fine!

But like, I heard some lines, especially during events, might have rules.

Check their website. Or, even better, just ask at the station. They know best, I guess.

Can you bring liquids on a train?

Oh, you betcha! Bring ALL the liquids. It’s like a liquid free-for-all on trains. Seriously.

I once saw a dude wrestling a whole keg of beer – untapped, mind you – onto an Amtrak Superliner. It was glorious, like watching a liquid Hercules!

• Bring your own party: No TSA-style liquid limits here! Load up.
• Keg stands encouraged (just kidding… mostly). Though I did see… nah, nevermind.
• Snacks and drinks: Water bottles, juice boxes, your grandma’s mystery punch. Go wild!

Amtrak ain’t messing with your shampoo. Unless it’s, like, suspiciously large.

Think of it as your personal hydration station.

Did I mention the guy with the keg? It might’ve been a half-keg. A blur of barley and hops.

What can you not bring on a train?

You can’t lug household items like furniture onto the train, duh. Think about navigating that mess!

• Antiques and artwork are a no-go. Imagine some priceless vase getting smashed, yikes.

• Appliances, machinery, and car parts? Seriously? Unless you’re planning a trackside repair, leave ’em at home.

• Plants can be problematic. I once saw someone wrestling with a giant fern – total chaos.

• Powered tools are banned, period. Safety first, people. Though, sometimes I wonder if a chainsaw would clear my path on a crowded commute… just kidding!

And no, you can’t haul auto parts. The idea of a train full of mufflers and brake pads is just bizarre. Honestly, it’s about keeping walkways clear, minimizing hazards. It is good to follow the rules. Life’s a little too random anyway. Don’t make things more random.

What items are not allowed on a train?

So, you’re planning a train journey? Fantastic! Just remember, darling, some things are verboten, like a bad case of the giggles on a quiet carriage. Let’s be clear:

• Incendiaries: Think of your train trip as a delightful picnic, not a pyrotechnic display. No Molotov cocktails, please. Seriously, fire’s a bit much, even for my usually dramatic personality. Flammable liquids are also a no-go; my aunt Mildred once tried to smuggle nail polish remover, thinking it was perfume. The ensuing drama involved a very confused conductor and a lot of apologies.

• Oversized weaponry: Axes? Ice picks? Swords? Unless you’re auditioning for a remake of “Braveheart,” leave the medieval weaponry at home. A Swiss army knife? Fine, but keep it stowed. My cousin once got stopped for attempting to board with a really large spork. The image is permanently etched in my mind.

• Hazardous materials: Liquid bleach? Tear gas? Radioactive material? My god, honey, what’s wrong with you? Do you want to cause a scene? I’ve had enough drama this week from dealing with my cat, Mr. Fluffernutter III.

Seriously, pack light, pack smart. Leave the potential weapons of mass destruction behind. You’ll thank me later. Otherwise, you’ll be spending your trip in a room smaller than my shoe closet with the local authorities, and that’s no fun, trust me.