I had a blissful nights sleep due to the rocking of the train and woke to the most spectacular mountain views imaginable. High mountain peaks, laden with snow and “snow ghosts’ everywhere (trees so covered in snow they look like white ghosts). Breakfast was a feast with preserves, orange juice, tea and coffee on offer and three menu options to choose from, and there was a load of food too. The Canadian portion sizes are similar to the USA I’m quickly realizing.
