We travelled across from Toronto to Vancouver on The Canadian, and it was magical. I have so many wonderful memories of the journey, but can't for the life of me remember what I wore in bed! We had our own little toilet and basin cubicle anyway, but had to share a shower just down the corridor. I do remember splashing the clothes I'd taken to wear once and having to scamper back wrapped in a towel - and naturally that was the only time I bumped into another traveller (male, of course). My favourite memory is of rocking gently in my bunk, hearing the ghostly train whistles across the prairie - it brought me out in goosepimples.
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