It is Sunday and way late for Friday Fictioneers. It is still better late than never. We are hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Addicted to Purple. It is cold here in Saskatchewan and it must be freezing the creative flow. I loved the show Route 66 with George MaHaris and Martin Milner. The prompt reminds me of my road/train trip in Japan.
She should have taken the Bullet train. Instead she’s on the overnight train to Tokyo. She thought it would be romantic. So here she was on the top bunk with barely enough room to sit up without hitting her head. The air was so stuffy!
Thank God they had extra compartments! For $50 extra she got herself moved. She looked around the small compartment. At least there’s room to breathe and she could stand up. The room came with a 7-minute shower card and she got to use the American toilet instead of the squat. Nothing romantic about squatting in pantyhose. Whew!

The last line made me laugh out loud! Well done.
Thanks, Alicia!
Lily
Oh yes – I’ve experienced squats! Just once, and that was enough. Your story cuts right across the ‘romantic train trips’ idea. Pay the money and get some comfort – good thinking.
I’ve done the squats alot in Asia but never on a moving train. Hoping to keep it that way. 🙂
Lily
Dear Lily,
So much for romance on that train. You put me right there and I’m not sure I enjoyed the ride. 😉 Nicely done.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thank you, Rochelle!
Lily
Oh I ‘m sure sitting down is better in a bumpy ride.. he he.. Personally I love night-trains .. we take them when we go north here in Sweden.. but they are longer than just overnight.. more like 18 hours..
Overnight trains not bad if you have a compartment. Not so great if you don’t and you get the top bunk! 🙂
Lily
Well done and humorous story, Lily. What you called the squat, they call an Indian toilet in India. The older people get, the harder they are to use. Those who can afford it have “western toilets” installed. Of course, the very poor are lucky if they even have Indian toilets. 🙂 — Suzanne
Thank you Susan. Sometimes we forget how good we have it over here.
Lily