Our international compartment

Our night train was terrible. We had to pay on the train for the beds, but found that the free seats weren't too bad. We found a room with 3 other people so it wasn't too bad. After talking to them all we discovered that one was from Morocco but lived in France , another was from India but lived in Switzerland and the Third was from Bulgaria. We also found out that he had a wife, 3 kids, 2 girls and a boy, and 2 grandchildren, Also that he spoke no word of English, but he was very enthusiastic and kept going till we all knew what he meant. He was even more excited that we were all from different places, and every 2 minutes would shout 'international compartment!!' Yay! But as soon as we got to passport control, he was up and off the train before anyone could catch him. I think he didn't have a passport...

At 3.30 am, passport control got too us, I asked the guy if I got a stamp in my passport. But apparently I didn't, I said 'ooh never mind' and he looked at me and said 'souvenir, yeah? yeah i'll stamp your passport,' he took them back off me and i got up to go with him, but he said 'no, you stay here, I bring them back' and was gone with the 2 other guys and off the train with our passports.. Oops.

I was sat there worrying that I wouldn't get our passports back, but soon we were joined by some Romanian Mafia! There was the main guy, with about 10 bags, an even bigger guy who just stood outside the door with his arms folded, and a tiny little man who I reckon was the guys agent. Me and Richard looked at each other like ' oh dear,' I thought they were going to steal from us while we were asleep. They were however very nice, but I was still scared. The guy left the compartment leaving the little guy sleeping in the corner when the Indian man appeared back in our compartment. He just didn't shut up. We were just nodding along, agreeing, and stuff and then I realised that Rich was pretending to be asleep and left me talking to this guy on my own! Eventually there was a gap and I closed my eyes and hoped he wouldn't carry on talking.

Then the engine started. We still didn't have our passports back. Rich was just about to get up to go chase them down, when the guy appeared with our passports, and a stamp for leaving Greece, and another for Entering Bulgaria. My only 2 stamps!