Is completely ridiculous. It's so much fun. Yeah, the train pulled out an hour (plus) late, and sure, the air-con sleepers are frigid, but so what? It's a party in the bar car, windows down, music blasting, booze flowing, people smoking. The sun is slowly sinking below the horizon. Train travel's always fun, but this is the bomb.
Oh, plus I'm in a car made up entirely of la francophonie (I'm bunking with a Parisian girl, and most of the rest of the car are Reunion Islanders), and les Français found a solution to our a/c problem: take the plastic bag the blankets come in and take "du scotch" (tape) and cover that vent up.
I will always travel with duct tape from now on.