Dragging my ass to finally board the train I could not wait to fall asleep immediately. I step on my car, look around, no this can't be it. I read the ticket, get out and check the train again, I even asked one of the workers, yup this is it.
OMG, this is shit! I sat quietly, focussing on my breathing because I was feeling a lot like Whitney Houston in the 90's when she couldn't get her fix. Still in denial I walked back to the next cart, where once again it sounded like people were having a blast. But there car was just the same as mine, but they seemed fine with it. Had this been the first train I rode I would have been fine but this train looked like the titanic after it sunk and my last train looked like it did before it sunk. Ugh. And I payed more! Well at least it's empty so it will be quiet, nope not empty, cockroaches. I'm starting to come to terms as the train starts filling up, I'll be okay just go to sleep. How am I going to fall asleep on this friggin metal bench and how and when or does it, turn into a bed?! No I don't want a 50 baht orange juice!
So this guy is staring at me, forever it seems, at least he smiles but he's staring. Yup, French. So I wrap myself in my jacket so I look like Kenny from south park and magically pass out a little after 7:00 p.m. Only to have the French guy shake me away at nine so the lady can turn down my bed. Seriously within thirty seconds my rattling metal bench was transformed into a cushion little cave, maybe I was just that tired. I barely remember closing the curtain and I didn't wake up until 7:00 a.m. The man who slept across from me asked how I slept, straight through. Apparently the Dutch in the next car over were having a crazy loud polka party all night and no one could sleep. I didn't hear a damn thing. Moral of the story, pull an all nighter before your night train just in case and be a diva, it's your right. Also need to mention the French guy fed me breakfast in the morning, god they are so bizarre.
Fun Fact: there are places in the U.S. Where you can shoot a cow with a rocket launcher for 100 bucks. America, "yes we can!"
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