Arriving at the station, I spent a while waiting for the train. In the end I got on the train. The train was full of first class carriages, and there were many of them (at least 10) and there were black Mercedes arriving on the platform, to allow their occupants off onto the train while only having to walk less than 5 meters. This is not a side of China I normally see. I shared my compartment with three very smartly dressed business women. There was a man who spoke English. We had a short conversation and then he left the train. So I was on my own from a language point of view. It is good to see that the Chinese do not have the same sexist hangups that many Australians have about mixed traveling. I would strike this bias in a few days from the Americans.
The train even had a power point (220 V Australian style) and each bed had it’s own TV and we each had a pair of head sets. When browsing the dozen channels, I came across a movie with Americans singing. I though – great, a movie in English. However, it turned out that only the singing was not dubbed. Everything else was dubbed.
The next day after a very smooth trip, I arrived in Beijing in the morning.