Today we say goodbye to Berlin and its "Hello Vienna", but first we must negotiate the intricacies of European railways.
So, Berlin Hauptbahnhof is built on about 17 levels and tracks travel in many dimensions of time, space, direction and size.
Following a nutritious breakfast at Das Dunki Donuts we find platform 1 but the this about 2km long so we must find our correct carriage(or we will be taken out the back and shot?); and where to store the luggage? In the overhead compartments-try lifting 30kg bags up there! Our fellow passengers are less than sympathetic with our plight but eventually we discover a little hidey-hole between the forward and backward facing seats. Thank God I have to go through this revolting ritual only another 2 times on this route. The timetable at each station are impenetrable and seem to be written in Sanskrit or even cuneiform.
Somehow we manage to arrive in Vienna
with all our luggage and schlep them via taxi into our apartment-my travelling companion tells the the athletic 25 year old taxi driver not to lift the heavy suitcases as they may damage his back; I wonder who will lift them in that case?
Of course we have a booking at a fine Schnitzel restaurant; a quiet establishment, where the only sound is the dulcet tones(about 150Db) of adjacent American diners.
So, Berlin Hauptbahnhof is built on about 17 levels and tracks travel in many dimensions of time, space, direction and size.
Following a nutritious breakfast at Das Dunki Donuts we find platform 1 but the this about 2km long so we must find our correct carriage(or we will be taken out the back and shot?); and where to store the luggage? In the overhead compartments-try lifting 30kg bags up there! Our fellow passengers are less than sympathetic with our plight but eventually we discover a little hidey-hole between the forward and backward facing seats. Thank God I have to go through this revolting ritual only another 2 times on this route. The timetable at each station are impenetrable and seem to be written in Sanskrit or even cuneiform.
Somehow we manage to arrive in Vienna
with all our luggage and schlep them via taxi into our apartment-my travelling companion tells the the athletic 25 year old taxi driver not to lift the heavy suitcases as they may damage his back; I wonder who will lift them in that case?
Of course we have a booking at a fine Schnitzel restaurant; a quiet establishment, where the only sound is the dulcet tones(about 150Db) of adjacent American diners.
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