7:30 pm Thursday: Dinner in my Room

This train is much more full than the Empire Builder was. That means I couldn't get a table to myself for dinner. And that just seemed a little bit too close for comfort to strangers. So I ordered dinner in my room. Which was brought to me by a very nice sleeping car attendant. I'm glad we got such a nice guy on this leg of the trip.

As the sun sank slowly into the west, or at least I think it was sinking I never saw the sun, but it kept getting darker, I tried to finish my very delicious dinner of cheese tortellini with chicken. Unfortunately I just couldn't even make a dent n most of the food. I think I overdid it on okra.Læs mere