Low-cost midlife crisis

We did a day trip to Gouda and Delft today. As it was Thursday it was the weekly cheese market in Gouda. Anyone who knows me will be well aware of how much of a noble sacrifice it was for me to accompany my family to such a thing. (Though, to be honest, less of…

In which we Get very little sleep Encounter our first grumpy railway employee Make some tight connections, but arrive as expected Encountered some more curiosities of the app The train we left Copenhagen on was due to leave at 23.54, but apparently without warning this was shifted to 00.01 – that 7 minute shift was…

OK so I’ve explained the benefit of the day trip. In some ways today we had little choice because our train out of Copenhagen was at midnight. We used today to go to Roskilde, which turned out to be a very cute place with it’s own fjord – and on a sunny day like today*…

An interrail ticket allows you to roam Europe, visiting far flung places, and getting far from home. But, as some of the days of this trip have shown, it’s not necessarily as easy as it might be. However, there are other ways you can use the ticket – once you get somewhere. The 8th day…

I feel like I should note that we’re actually having a great time. We’ll, the two old people are anyway. Can’t really tell whether the kids feel the same. Anyway, nothing much interraily happened on Sunday so here are a few random shots of a rainy day in Copenhagen

Once again the young uns went off to their youth hostel and we old folk went back to the station to check out reservations for our next leg. This felt even more important than previously. The guy in Copenhagen station was, in common with every other railway employee we’ve encountered on this trip, helpful, friendly,…

I feel like we are beginning to deal with real interrailing, warts and all. Saturday, I got more flashbacks. As mentioned, we had been intending to go to Copenhagen, and the woman in Berlin Station had given us some routing options, which eventually we decided to follow. As the fast compulsory reservation trains were full,…

As it turned out, we spent the whole day in Berlin and spent a second night – in a youth hostel. Even in my own head I’m not actually a youth (I think I’m about 35 in my head, rather than the 56 that the rest of the world sees, and which is born out…

In my interrail youth, I don’t remember ever getting a reservation for a train. You just showed up and got on. Travelling in the summer with half the other students in Europe meant that getting a seat was hit and miss, with the emphasis on miss. Night trains were the ne plus ultra of this…

It was all very nice to have a break but a real interrailer can’t be hanging around in one place for ever. So we checked out and prepared to head on. But the departure was preceded by our first luggage locker experience of the trip. Back in the day the luggage locker was an essential…