As the Caledonian Sleeper eased away from Birmingham International, I navigated its narrow aisles, occasionally bumping into door handles. “This isn’t exactly Poirot,” I called to my friend Chloe, half-joking about my own un-Velvet-Orient-Express appearance.
I had no clear expectations for this sleeper train. My mind imagined plush velvets and old-world charm, but the reality was refreshingly down-to-earth. I’d secured my spot by promising my readers an honest review—so they’d know whether this overnight service is worth their time and money compared to flying or driving.
Our goal was ambitious: to explore Loch Ness in a single day, with hopes of spotting the elusive Nessie. The Caledonian Sleeper travels nonstop to Inverness in about 10 hours—a short drive from Lochend, where our search would begin.
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But more on that adventure later. For now, back on board ‘The Callie,’ we squeezed into our Club Room cabin. With my puffer coat, I monopolized most of the space as we shuffled bags beneath the lower bunk. No fights over the top bunk this time—I called “baggsy” and claimed it, indulging a fleeting return to youthful silliness.
Space was undeniably tight. The bathroom combined a toilet and shower bench, and while water pressure was modest, it was charming in its simplicity.
This isn’t luxury travel, but the price feels fair: around £250 for a cabin. When you factor in the expense of flights and hotels for a night, it’s a solid deal.
Curious, I checked out the cheaper seats priced around £60. These come with a sleep kit—tartan mask, ear plugs, and a locker for valuables. Great for those who don’t mind a less cushioned rest. On the other hand, Club Room mattresses were surprisingly comfortable, with adjustable lighting and temperature controls adding a touch of coziness. The top bunk’s mattress, however, was notably thinner.
Before settling in, we headed to the club car for dinner. Despite the late hour, the food exceeded expectations: a warming mushroom soup we happily ordered twice and a decadent Scottish cheese macaroni bake that lingered in my dreams. Dinner prices matched pub standards, with hearty options like venison stew, nachos, and pizzas, along with snacks starting at £1.
Trying to get into pajamas in a compact cabin led to a few bumps and laughs. The gentle rocking of the train eventually lulled me to sleep, though occasional jolts jolted me awake, reminiscent of a scene from Paranormal Activity. Toss in a full belly and an excited mind buzzing with plans, and the night’s sleep was mixed—not perfect, but better than many nights spent on the road. The return trip, wearied by adventure, felt far more restful.
Morning began with a refreshing dribble of a shower before breakfast, served by warm, attentive staff. In the club car, Chloe savored her square sausage while I enjoyed one of the best vegan breakfasts in ages. As dawn painted the sky, we watched the scenery transform outside our windows—from the fields near Staffordshire to the snow-capped peaks of the Cairngorms National Park.
Every sight sparked shouts and laughter: “A mountain! Eagles! A river! Look at those cottages!” The landscape was endlessly captivating, and the destination itself promised even greater wonders. Why chase perfect sleep when waking moments are this magical?
No need for detective skills to conclude that the Caledonian Sleeper’s Birmingham stop is a game-changer for adventure seekers in the city. I’m already saving for my next journey—Fort William awaits, but my heart remains with Nessie. More on that soon!