Looks can be deceiving. Man fishing in Sxxt.

Late rise, for us, at 08:30. Missed the Chinese buffet breakfast by the skin of our teeth and broke fast on leftover pancakes, some apples, oranges and 2 fried eggs. This hotel is not used to having western visitors, so I learnt a new skill - eating soft fried eggs with chopsticks. Easier to say than do!
We spent the next couple hours researching a) where exactly we were, and b) where Yichang East Railway Station was.
That took us to check-out time, which is when the language barrier bit. We tried to explain that we wanted to leave our luggage with them for a couple of hours, then get a taxi to the station. Multitudes of staff got involved, well 3 actually but they kept coming & going, and eventually it was established that there was a system for this, but nobody ever asked before.
So off we went for a walk to the local open sewer river, where we discovered what blind men do here - they grow fancy moustaches and become tellers of the future, sitting by the banks of the previously mentioned waterway, listening to clinky clink music on trannys until a customer sits down with them to glean fore-knowledge of the future.

Lunched on a repeat of last night's cuisine on the basis that we had woken up whole this morning, a most unlikely consequence of eating from the particular stalls around.
Raided the local supermarket for vittals for the upcoming train journey as the food on-board is an unknown quantity / quality, then ordered a taxi for the station. Now, the new Yichang Dong station is 30 km from our hotel and is in fact south of the main conurbation. Needless comment, as long as the taxi driver knows where he is going. He did, and we are now on the train. Much to my surprise, we are in a soft sleeper compartment, 4 souls only, not 6. The other two are 1 x male age 35-ish and 1 female age 40-ish. Not an English speaker amongst them. Don't know if they are travelling together or not.
Got Louise & Brian's news about 6:30 and celebrated Amy's arrival with a slug of Great Wall Cabernet from a plastic bottle. We later went all sophisticated using paper cups provided by a little lady selling drinks from a trolley. Beer was there , purchased and consumed. Should sleep well tonight now the worry over Louise has passed.
Lights out @ 6pm. Zzzzzzzz