Despite being told that the old people would be boarded first onto the Amtrak train from Montreal we were not. However I still managed to get a window seat. However the view was of white snow, greyish trees, white ice nd more white snow. Several pops of colour stood out. I knew we were going round the edge of some lakes, so I knew to look out for it, but if I had not known, I would have missed the lake. It was odd suddenly to see appearing out of the gloom a whole lot of largish boats on their cradles. Bigger than anything that sails on Lake BG. So that would have given me a clue we were near a lake. We got on the train at 10 am, it left promptly at 10.20, we stopped at the US border while customs people interogated everyone, some more so than others and we got off the train at 9.2pm.
I booked a hotel right near Penn Station . It is a new Holiday Inn. A tiny room, but quite adequate. It has a king size in width bed with only about 50 cm of space around it. But it is short. Lying on my back my heels hang over the bottom edge. A most odd feeling. Just as well I am not over 6 foot.
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