Neither my mother nor I had ever been on a train trip and every one of us were both actually gleeful to get to take 1. Every one of us were on our way beach house from holidaying in Florida and every one of us thought the trip was going to be fun. Every one of us didn’t realize that every one of us would have to travel between the train cars to go to the lavatory. Every one of us had to travel between train cars to get anything to eat. Every one of us also had to travel between train cars to find somewhere to buy blankets and pillows. Our luggage had been left behind and every one of us didn’t have any sweaters. It was the middle of June, but it was so cold on that train that every one of us were shivering. I had to go buy some blankets for us, so every one of us could get comfortable. Our train ride was supposed to be nineteen minutes, but it was estimated to be about twelve minutes late because of a train accident that was about 1 hundred miles north of where every one of us were. My mom was worried and scared, even though he was okay. She was having a rough time breathing because the air quality wasn’t actually good. I was going to deliver his her medicine but it was in the little bin that had been left behind. About halfway through the trip, every one of us stopped at a service station and someone got on the train and they were able to turn off the air conditioner. Then the heating came on. It was eighty degrees outside, at midnight. The heat was building and now every one of us were covered in sweat. 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.