Do they provide blankets in sleeper bus?

How do you fall asleep in a strange place?

Eye mask? Pfft. Like sleeping with a bat glued to your face. But hey, blocks out the disco ball spinning in the next room. Ear plugs? Essential. Unless you enjoy listening to the mating calls of dust mites. My pillow? Non-negotiable. Like trying to sleep on a bag of potatoes otherwise.

• Routine, routine, routine. My bedtime ritual involves interpretive dance. Kidding. But a consistent routine does help. Warm bath. Reading Vogon poetry. Okay, not Vogon poetry. Actually, anything but Vogon poetry.

• Chill out, dude. Meditation. Deep breaths. Counting sheep. Counting how many times the neighbor’s dog barks. Whatever floats your boat. My personal fave: contemplating the meaning of life. Gets me snoozing every time.

• One night stand…with a bed. It’s only one night. Tell yourself it’s a slumber party. Without the giggling and midnight snacks. Unless you packed those, too. Which, let’s be honest, I have. In my special travel snack pouch. Don’t judge.

• White noise machine? My best friend. Drowns out everything. Except the existential dread. Just kidding. Mostly.

• Weighted blanket? Like a hug from a friendly giant. Keeps you from flailing around like a fish out of water. Which I tend to do.

• Melatonin? The sleep fairy’s magic dust. Use sparingly. Unless you want to wake up in another dimension.

My go-to travel essential? A miniature zen garden. Raking tiny sand is oddly therapeutic. Almost as therapeutic as remembering I brought snacks.

How do you sleep with loud traffic?

White noise? Snoozeville, population: you. Like trying to drown out a monster truck rally with a lullaby. My neighbor’s chihuahua snores louder.

Distracting sounds? Tried a podcast on the history of beige. Still heard the 18-wheeler doing its best impression of a dying walrus.

Earplugs? Feel like I’m smuggling grapes in my ear canals. Pop out faster than a greased pig at a county fair. My record is 3.2 seconds.

Move furniture? My bed’s the size of Rhode Island. Nuh-uh. Tried shoving it against the wall. Now my toes get a nightly serenade from the radiator pipes.

Cover the walls? Egg cartons? Seriously? I’d rather live in a giant omelet. Also, fire hazard. Just sayin’. Tried tapestries. Looks like a medieval rave threw up in my bedroom.

Insulate floor/ceiling? My landlord thought I meant install a disco ball. True story.

Soundproof windows? Costs more than my entire apartment. Might as well buy a house in the countryside. With sheep. And maybe a llama.

• Thick curtains: Like velvet boxing gloves for your windows.
• Double-paned windows: Pricey, but worth it. Think of it as an investment in sanity.
• White noise machine (a good one): Not that tinny garbage. Get one that sounds like gentle rainfall, not a robot dying.
• Ear plugs (custom-molded): Like a tiny, expensive hug for your eardrums. I got some. Game changer. Seriously. My address is 123 Main Street, Anytown, USA. Come steal them. Just kidding. (Mostly).

Can you train yourself to sleep in a noisy environment?

Train yourself to sleep in a noisy environment? Oh, honey, you want to sleep next to a construction site AND get beauty sleep? Bold move. Yes, kinda, maybe. It’s like teaching a cat to swim, possible, but are you sure you want to?

First, relax. I know, easier said than done when a garbage truck’s serenading you at 3 AM. But think zen. Mind over mattress, right?

• Earplugs: Your tiny noise-canceling superheroes. Foam, wax, custom-molded – find your sleep soulmate! Or, y’know, just buy some.
• White Noise: Sound machines? A fan? My upstairs neighbor practicing tuba at 2 AM? Whatever works. It’s about masking, not eliminating.
• Consistency: Go to bed, like, the same time. Train your body, Pavlov’s dog style. (Except instead of drool, you get Zzzs.)

And yes, some use soundproofing. Unless you live in Fort Knox, good luck with that! Just kidding, mostly. My college roommate swore by soundproofing curtains after one too many Metallica karaoke sessions. She was a riot. Really. But that’s a tale for another time. Honestly. Really.

How can I block out noise so I can sleep?

The quiet is a killer, you know? Sleep…it’s elusive. Heavy curtains. Yeah, those help. Blackout curtains, specifically. They’re a lifesaver.

Darkness helps. Silence is even better. It’s more than light. Street noise…cars…people yelling. It all fades. A little.

I used to live near a train track. Horrific. 2023 was the worst. Even with those heavy curtains… I still hear the rumble sometimes.

• Blackout curtains are a must. Don’t cheap out. Get the good ones.
• Ear plugs. I use them. They’re essential now.
• White noise machine. My roommate swears by it, but…it’s too much sometimes.

Sleep. It’s a battle I’m losing. The constant hum of the city. I can’t escape it. I bought new earplugs last month, the foam ones. They’re not bad actually.