Here is my snug little sleeping box, just big enough for my stuff. Pretty good for sleeping but frustratingly one sided for viewing my beloved Great Plains, which of all wild or empty landscapes seem to provoke my dreams. Do you know James McMurtry's "No More Buffalo"? Luckily the skylighted Lounge cars had big windows, comfortable chairs disposed variously, and a good selection of beer and spirits-- a civilized way to ride.
My sleeping box-- about what I needed and not an inch more. I think of certain Japanese hotels that hold their clients packed in like sardines; these travelling cells are nicer:
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I am about to take the train again from Michigan to California.
I love those little sleepers but my main struggle is to be sure that I get a seat/sleeper on the SOUTH side of the train! Coming from the winter overcast of the Midwest, I want to bask in the SUN for the two day journey.
It's always hard to leave the deerhounds behind, though.
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