. ♪ it's 163 kilometers to the one-time major port town of manakara.o parts of madagascar that most visitors never get to see, and an at times a punishing crawl. for the majority of the 17 station stops along the line this train provides the only connection to the outside world. people hop off and on, load and unload fruit, lychees, bananas, while the few foreigners on board watch. >> darren: can we get some peanuts? thank you. >> anthony: and there are vendors selling food and drink which is increasingly a necessity as the supposed eight-hour trip is said to sometimes approach 18. >> darren: all right, so we got a shaker. we got an umbrella. champagne, rum. you let the, uh, train pour for you. >> anthony: right. >> darren: this is the lychee. >> anthony: oh, that, that smells good. >> darren: yeah. >> anthony: darren woke early and hit the hotel kitchen to make the necessary fresh lychee puree for festive cocktails. well. >> darren: hey, wait, wait, wait, wait. all righty. >> anthony: oh yes. it's not bad. it's not bad at all. >> darren: okay, nice su