Well, I’m with him on the food and not wanting to go to the depressing “dining car” on the east coast trains yet.
But as for the rest:
The thing that struck me the most was that he enjoyed looking at the views of New York City, and that was the only scenery he had any interest in at all.
The trip along the Hudson River to Albany is beautiful, but he doesn’t even mention it.
I got the feeling he is a young, hyper-energetic type of person from NYC who does not know how to relax, so 19 hours in a train was misery for him, not something nice, and he could hardly wait to get back home to NYC.
He was too impatient to ask where sleeper passengers should board, so he walked through coaches he didn’t have to; he was too impatient to read up and find out about the sleeper lounge and so missed enjoying that; and he didn’t even bother to learn that the “large room” is called a bedroom—fine if you’re just chatting with your friends, but not for an article.
With his supercilious and impatient attitude, I doubt that he will enjoy anything much in his life, and that’s a shame.