We wake in our sleeper car, just before the conductor appears at our door with coffee and shortbread biscuits. 

The view from the windows simply could not be mistaken for anywhere else but the highlands of Scotland, all mountains and sheep.  We freshen up and pack up just in time to get off the train in Aviemore. 

Leaving the train is fairly involved for so early in the morning: you must lower the window in the vestibule, reach through it and turn the latch on the outside of the door.

We walk a few minutes on the main road to the Ravenscraig Guest House, our home for the next 24 hours.