In summer 1964 I remember the Super Chief going very fast across KS and the track was smooth as silk. Later I wrote a glowing letter to Santa Fe re the trip. In fact I don't recall any rough track (we went KC-LA). Calls to dinner were by a porter playing chimes as he went car to car. The chimes were on a handheld musical instrument and he used a small mallet. The dining tables had finger bowls at dinner, always had a plate in front of you as I guess some finest restaurants still do, had stemmed goblets, waffles or French toast about 1-2" thick ('melt in your mouth' quality), and at one meal when space wasn't available they seated us in the Turquoise Room in the adjacent parlor dome car. It was the trip of a lifetime. We returned on The Chief (our car going via the Grand Canyon). We had a bedroom in a 4-4-2 Pullman named Regal Elm. A lady from MI, 2 boys & a girl had a suite of a drawing room & compartment, the girl using the latter (a small door linked them).