The train ride was surprisingly restful and I slept quite well on my top bunk, but considering I was travelling in the best class of carriage on offer it was pretty shabby and the toilets were a challenge!. Still you could open the door of the carriage and get a good view of the world passing by, and at every station you could hop off and stretch your legs. There was plenty of food on offer but the choice and quality was poor.
|I counted 50 of these petrol tankers. At 54 tonnes each (70,000) litres that train is hauling 2,500 tonnes!|
|Desperate for fruit and veg after 30 hours on the train crap-food diet, I stopped immediately at one of the many veg stalls lining the streets outside the station. First, a whole cucumber, delicious!|
|Not much room to wiggle your way through here.|
|Not an accident, just the standard way of getting engine access on these three-wheeler rickshaws|