We boarded the train at 4:25pm. Shortly thereafter as the train headed north towards Everett, our porter, Larry, brought us two small bottles of champagne, which we enjoyed as we watched Puget Sound go by. We are in a roomette on the upper level, port side which gives us some great views.
We sat for dinner as we travelled passed Index and Skykomish. Our dinner partners, Mark and Judy, are returning to Maine after a visit with their son and his family in Port Angeles. Mark is a retired school principal and superintendent. They told us about their trip on the Trans Siberian railway to visit a school in Siberia in 1993. It sounded like quite an adventure.
Later in the evening our roomette was converted into bunk beds. We went through the 8 mile tunnel, continually popping our ears. There are large fans in the tunnel to blow air so that the passengers do not get asphyxiated by the exhaust from the train engine.
During the night the train stopped at Spokane to combine with the train from Portland, OR. On it went, rolling along, rocking back and forth, the whistle blowing as we passed crossings. I was not quite used to the motion. It is not like the motion of the ocean.
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