In the daytime you can hitch it up against the wall, out of the way--and then you have a big unencumbered and most comfortable room to spread out in.

No car in any country is quite its equal for comfort (and privacy) I think.

For usually there are but two persons in it; and even when there are four there is but little sense of impaired privacy.

Our own cars at home can surpass the railway world in all details but that one: they have no cosiness; there are too many people together.
At the foot of each sofa was a side-door, for entrance and exit.
Along the whole length of the sofa on each side of the car ran a row of large single-plate windows, of a blue tint-blue to soften the bitter glare of the sun and protect one's eyes from torture.

These could be let down out of the way when one wanted the breeze.