Today was always going to be a travel day, as I found out when I got to the station in Brugge. I would need to take a train to Brussels, wait three hours for a train to Cologne (Koln), and then get on a train that would have me in Berlin at 9PM. This started out swimmingly. I got to Brussels, managed to get into the downtown for a wrap with merguez sausage, salad, and fries in it, and then two varieties of lambic at another bar before making my express train to Koln. This train blasted across the Belgian countryside at 246 km/hr, or about 153 in Freedom Distance Units, and I soon found myself in Koln.
This is where everything proceeded to go tits up. I got there, and began to notice something strange. None of the scheduled trains to Berlin were appearing at the platform. Eventually, I learned that there was some sort of problem, and that they were all cancelled. Whoopee. At first, I feared I would have to take a local train to Hamburg, and catch the midnight train to Berlin that would put me there at 4:30 AM. Fortunately, somebody else working for Deutsche Bahn told me that instead I could leave that train at a town called Hamm, and catch a train to Berlin that would arrive at 11PM. I got on the train, and after a brief scare that it was reservations only, made it to Hamm. Of course, upon arriving in Hamm, I found that my connection to Berlin was going to be 45 minutes behind schedule. As such, I'm sitting here somewhere between Hannover and Berlin, with another hour of train ride to go. Hopefully I don't get jumped in Berlin once I have to walk the streets at midnight with two backpacks looking like a tourist.
I need a masskrug and a mattress.
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