Ok this is my (Allen's) first post. When I first heard about the train ride I was feeling pretty good about it because I heard that we had our own room that had 4 beds in it. So I had figured that since there were 4 beds it had to be big. That good feeling started to disapear when we boarded the train. First off it was a challenge to even get to the room because we had to drag our luggage through a very very very tiny corridor. Second when we finally got to the room we found a 6' by 6' room with 4 fold out beds that weren't more than a couple feet wide. I (unfortunately) had to have the top bunk so I was worried about falling out of bed because I have a tendency to roll. But, I soon figured out, falling out of bed was the least of my problems.It started when we were about to fall asleep when I heard a sound somewhat resembling a chainsaw. First I thought it was my dad cause he is the main culprit for snoring in our family. But when I looked at him he was still reading. Second I looked to see if it was my brother but he was still awake. 3rd I looked at my mom but she also was still more or less awake. About then the chainsaw sound kicked up 1 or two notches (or 3 or 4...) next to my head. Thats when it dawned on me that the chainsaw was on the other side of the door being created by some guy (who I have named snorelax) who obviously forgot to blow his nose before going to bed. Long story short it took me a very long time to fall alsleep but I just thought that it must be 10x worse for the people who had to share a room with him.
This is the train room that four people with four huge suitcases and four carryon bags plus a camera bag had to squeeze into.