I think I had my first travelling ‘experience’ last night. After boarding the train in Poland, I found that I was the only passenger in my cabin. There were two beds (like a bunk), but as I had waited for all 4 stops to pass, I assumed that I was going to be the only only passenger there. I figured out how all the bedding worked and started getting ready for bed. We eventually reached the Polish/Ukrainian border, where I had my passport checked. For some reason, the Poles weren’t interested in who entered the country, but wanted to know who was leaving it. After a while, a Ukrainian official appeared at my door, asking for my passport. She had a look and after me trying to explain the reason for my visit, she disappeared with it. Then, the train started moving and we entered a warehouse where the train was raised about 4 or 5 feet off the tracks and (presumably) the width of the bearings were changed. The Ukrainian came back on board and gave me back my passport and not long after that, a lot of other people came on board, including a woman with a lot of stuff. My room was converted into a 3-bed compartment and I went on the second bed, without enough room to sit up straight. More people boarded, until we reached another stop in Ukraine, where someone boarded who thought I was in his seat/bed. The conductor had taken my ticket earlier on, so I couldn’t prove I was in the right place, so we just had to have a conversation in broken English until the conductor was free to come and sort the problem out. Other people tried to solve this in several ways during the meantime, but we eventually figured out that the new passenger was actually in the wrong carriage. He disappeared and I spent a cold night on a parcel shelf that I could not fit onto either vertically or horizontally, along with at least two other passengers and quite a lot of stuff. Eventually we arrived in Kiev and we all departed.