Im Zug

Trip Start Mar 02, 2009
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Trip End Aug 20, 2009


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Flag of Poland  , Central Poland,
Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I have discovered the most amazing thing.

It's called traveling to Poland at night.

By train.

In a sleeper car compartment.

By myself.

This thing's made for six people...but again, I need to stress this point:  I'm ALONE.  And will continue to be for the rest of the trip.  There are only two other ladies in another compartment on the opposite end of the car...and the conductor says it's to stay that way.

So I sit here and think:  I could've pressed all kinds of buttons and made someone in the Netherlands pick my ass up at early o'clock in the morning the other day.  I no doubt would've paid through the teeth for that.  And then even more at the next available hotel.  I'm thinking AT LEAST 40 Euro for an unscheduled wake-someone-up cab ride to a place miles away and very likely 130+ Euro for a room that I would've showered and crashed in for only a few hours before having to wake up and check out.

This, on the other hand, is a twelve-hour excursion across the border that has adjustable heat, six sets of pillows and blankets, TWO ELECTRICAL SOCKETS, a bathroom next door and a beautiful view of the world as I whiz by it.  (...or heavy curtains if opt to shut it out.)  And while the rail pass is not good in Poland, I have all of this for significantly less than I would've spend for the other night.

In a word:  Delightful.

I'm going to meet up with Piotr ("Peter") around 11:30 tomorrow.

My goal for the weekend is to be at a festival in Lille.  There are two CS people who have offered to host and another in Le Havre with whom something could potentially work out in the days that follow.  I'd really like to see Deauville and Honfleur.

...and just as I was finishing what I thought was to be my last sentence, something went crazy with the train!  The first half was supposed to split off and go to Copenhagen, with the part I'm on eventually going to Russia.  That said, we started moving in the opposite direction...then there was a horrible noise, a siren and backing up to a platform.

What comes next?  Only time will tell...

In an NPR voice:  "The time is now thirty minutes past the hour."
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