Inverness; Friday, 26 March, 2004

Time for another new experience, this time the sleeper train. It felt vaguely strange to know that in this instance falling asleep on a late night train is what I wanted to achieve rather than avoid. After a pleasant two hours sitting in the lounge car I went to my cabin and settled down for the night.

The beds are not the worlds widest and the motion of the train is a little odd, you feel yourself rolling each time it accelerates and breaks and when it goes round bends fast a leans a little you feel like you are being pulled down the bed! I did manage to get to sleep and must have been asleep by the time it got to Preston because I don't remember it stopping to pick people up.