We are in Toronto.  It was a long rail journey to get here.  I'm unsure of my opinion of rail travel just now.  I didn't think the travel itself was a barrel of monkeys.  The company we kept was good, and I enjoyed many conversations with people.  

I felt confined on the train.  I guess there was quite a bit of room, but generally I was sitting most of the time and, really, there weren't many places to go, and the places you could go on the train were relatively uniform.  There was some good scenery going over the Rockies, but after that it was often flat and white with snow.  There were an impressive number of frozen lakes that we passed in Manitoba and Ontario.

It was interesting changing crews.  I thought that the most glaring difference was in the food.  The chef from our first leg was much more into the aesthetics of food preparation, and the next chef was much more into being sure there was enough food on our plates.  The food was OK.  I suspect that they got the desserts in bulk from some bakery or other, but they were all premium quality.

Here is Kristi in Jasper, BC.  We stopped there for an hour, bought a few things and didn't understand that you couldn't get back on the train until they were ready for you.  No big deal.  We got back on the train and only waited in the Jasper waiting room for about a half hour or so.