As the red cap led us to our car he asked if we wanted a "quiet car". We accepted after finding out in was a space when cell phones and noisy electronics were not allowed. Even conversation had to be kept to a very low non-annoying volume. The instructions were to treat the area as a "library". What heaven. What peace. Quiet time to reflect and enjoy the passing beautiful scenery or to just wile away the hours reading and napping. Such a pleasant trip permits one to arrive fresh and rested before diving into the overwhelming culture shock of NYC. And, believe me, it was culture shock coming from tiny little isolated Eastport, Maine.