The final stage of my recent pan-German epic required getting from Munich (near, but not exactly, where the wedding had taken place I’d been attending) onwards to Karlsruhe, home of a dear friend I used to work (and laugh a
While much of my travel nowadays is deliberately conducted in the most time-efficient way possible so that I can get to where I’m trying to go and enjoy the sights, one of my most favourite (even if it may not
Every morning, I take the same train from my home in Frankfurt to work, in a town on the outskirts of Wiesbaden. It flies along, skips most stations, and especially with winter descending on us (in my case, for the
I’ve been living in Germany for close to 6 months now (if not already), and in that time, I’ve found my way with some things, gotten completely lost with others and sometimes I still can’t believe that any tourist manages
The last couple of days in my previous articles, I’ve been explaining why train travel can sometimes be the most awful curse that can be inflicted on anyone for a couple of hours. Today though, to wrap up this collection
The worst train journey of my life, and one which continues to come up periodically in my worst nightmares was from an Indian station called Madgaon to Trivandrum. Prior to the journey, I’d been staying for a few nights in