The seat assigned to me at the door does not have a window or plug socket and my seat buddy has already closed the curtains and hunkered down to sleep - so no sparkling conversation or view of the Florida countryside for me!
The pleasant warmth is actually sickly heat so I head off for the lounge car. I've seen Sex & The City, so I am not expecting North by Northwest. It's basic but clean and I have a great view of the waterways leading to Florida's east coast; I also get to listen in on the conductors' gossiping as this seems to be their favoured hangout.
For the final three hours (make that four) I head back to my seat, the train empties at Savannah GA and I get a double seat to myself. We then grind to a halt a few miles outside Charleston and sit there for the best part of an hour, finally pulling into Charleston at 10.35pm, one hour and ten minutes late - nine hours after leaving Orlando.
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