Guess what, my rail pass is in Mr. B. Tyler's name. Told them he was no longer living and did they have a suggestion as to what I was to do. They ended up validating it ,just to get rid of me. So rumor must have got to the conductor that I was what we call "sensitive" maybe even appeared "delicate " today
. So up to the platform, train pulls in, no English to find to know if it is right train. So others said "Yes we are going to Koln also" good, I find car 28 get in (let me clear that up - I ran to car 28 at the end of the platform with fear that it was going to close the door and leave me) then seat 22 - GREAT I made it - I thought. Then the over head system says - and I quote "Mr. Tyler please come to car 25 now" . So I'm thinking I'm wrong and they are sending me back to second class (please) , I gather my bags , run through all of these people to get to car 25 . Now this doesn't sound far, well it is. Everybody is in the isle trying to figure out their seats and where to put there bags. I get to car 25 and the man says "we just wanted to make sure you knew you were suppose to be on car 28 (du it is on the ticket) .and are you good" .I was until you called me back here - "I thought someone died" , then I headed back to car 28 . Do you think that was the end, Oh no , I get in my seat and see that my passport is about to fall out of side of my pocketbook and my rail-flexi pass is GONE. You know the one that I am suppose to use for the whole 2 months. So I leave my luggage in 1st class , grab my pocketbook and retrace my steps, of course to car 25. The man says for me to follow him. They take me to this little office and want to see my passport, well guess what I am not Mr. B. Tyler on my passport. It finally worked out and then they reminded me I had paid $900. for it and should possible hang it around my neck
. Sad thing is it was in one of the holders for around your neck, but I had slid it into my pocketbook. Now in Koln, Germany I have to change trains to get into sleeper car. I can hardly wait.
CHANGED TRAINS, I thought European train system was efficient, well my first transfer was delayed. Not only delayed but at the last minute moved to another platform. Which I wouldn't have known if I had not aggravated the platform conductor guy to death. One reason was I don't speak German, the other because trains are coming and going in every direction, and little signs telling what is coming next are flipping everywhere. Of course when they announced the delay I was clueless as to what they were saying. I finally told this eyebrow wagging guy that I was sitting right outside of his door and was making it his responsibility to tell me if I had to change platforms. Now to add irritation to it the first time I was talking to him his eyebrows kept moving up and down quickly and I thought he was picking on me. So I say "It is not funny -Quit doing that with your eyebrows" -----Well after we finished talking he stepped out to call a train and his poor little eyebrows were clicking up and down constantly, I felt awful. He had asked me to slow down talking so he could understand me, I guess I set off a terrible case of eyebrow clicks. Well I finally got on went where they sent me, couldn't open the door, tried and tried
. Drag my bags back to find someone. He comes to tell me they ( who ever they are) have sent me to the wrong car. Ok he takes me one car down, takes me to a little tiny room and precedes to lower the top bunk on top of my head, saying it will be ready for the next lady coming. So I ask " So I have to lay down in cause the next lady comes tonight?" "Your kidding right?" No - "Do you have single rooms with beds?" Now I'll admit by now I am crying like a crazy lady . I am tired and just want to be alone as this whole easy going train s--- has about got to me. He leaves ,comes back and says a single is 50 euro more ( that is a lot of croissants people) . I hand him 50 E and he says just stay here, let me fold the top bunk back up. GOOD IDEA........................so he leaves and I cry myself to sleep. I woke up about an hour later, brushed my hair, put on some lips and went to the dining cart - where of course no one understood me but I ended up with a sandwich and kit kat bar after they started taking food out of the galley and placing it on the table for me to choose. Maybe they heard about the crying fit I had 2 cars down.Lord knows they did not want me to bust out with that in there. Haha.
So now it is bedtime, we have passed some mountains somewhere in Germany - Good Night.
I'll add pictures tomorrow , I am on wireless---
Traveling today, by train no less. Well could something just be simple -NO. New ticket for rail arrived in am, went to train station to change trip to Vienna as soon as possible. Well as soon as possible was in 3 hours, hop tram ,go to apartment, pack, back to station. And by the way my landlord guy did my wash today and he had hung it all nicely sort of damp, he said it was better for the clothes ??? Well I appreciate that but I am packing in a minute and they are going to get stinky. He took them back and dry them. He has been very nice. Everyday "Are you not ready for bed to be changed, more towels perhaps?" "I am fine."