So much to keep you occupied...
I imagined that I would kick back with a glass of wine and read one of the mysteries I brought along. In fact, I was much too occupied doing other things to open a single book. Just looking out the oversized windows in our domed car, daydreaming, Happy Hour, and enjoying panoramic picture postcard scenes was something I could do for hours.
Or, with camera in hand I would make my way downstairs to the open vestibule where there was nothing between me and the gorgeous landscape I was keen to capture.
whether upstairs or down, inevitably lively conversations with other passengers began, connections made, and email addresses exchanged with folks from all over the world.