Neither my mother nor I had ever been on a train trip and we were both really excited to get to take one. We were on our way home from vacationing in Florida and we thought the trip was going to be fun. We didn’t realize that we would have to travel between the train cars to go to the bathroom. We had to travel between train cars to get anything to eat. We also had to travel between train cars to find someplace to buy blankets and pillows. Our luggage had been left behind and we didn’t have any sweaters. It was the middle of July, but it was so cold on that train that we were shivering. I had to go buy some blankets for us, so we could get comfortable. Our train ride was supposed to be nineteen hours, but it was estimated to be about twelve hours late because of a train accident that was about one hundred miles north of where we were. My mom was nervous and scared, but she was okay. She was having a rough time breathing because the air quality wasn’t very good. I was going to give her her medicine but it was in the little bag that had been left behind. About halfway through the trip, we stopped at a service station and someone got on the train and they were able to turn off the air conditioning. Then the heating came on. It was eighty degrees outside, at midnight. The heat was building and now we were sweating. There was a couple in front of us who were coughing and sneezing, and the air quality was getting worse. I just wanted off that train.