We finally boarded at Abu Dhabi, and I was welcomed aboard and taken towards the cockpit. A Business Class seat was on offer! I refused naturally, once, but they insisted, so I accepted especially as I had paid extra for the bloody thing.
You certainly have more room. You certainly have better food. You certainly have the ability to lie out flat, without poking the passenger in front with your knees, however as I found, you don’t sleep any better.
All the extra room seemed to do, for me at least, was bring on all those aches and pains that stop sleep coming easily AND the bladder fills more quickly when you lie flat, BELIEVE ME!
So instead of waking refreshed at Brussels I was still rather jaded.
The station was under the airport, so apart from a delayed train the transfer to Brussels Midi was seamless.
It’s cold and misty. The train is smooth, I am facing backwards, however, I can look over the driver’s shoulder to the way ahead if I wish. It is the ICE (Inter City Express) and we are cruising at 235 km an hour, too fast for a picture I am afraid.
We make Frankfurt, my change for Dresden, and I fear the wurst! In fact it almost happens as the station I am told by the DB (Deutschen Bahn or German railway to us mortals) is wrong, and as we know ICE doesn’t hang around too long.
Anyway the long and the short was that I was on the correct platform for my train, albeit at the wrong end. They had numbered the carriages in a most peculiar way. I am up the front again, and facing backwards again.
Dresden finally arrives almost dark now and I am bombed out.
Taxi to the Park Inn, pick up my walk stuff, head to the room.
Suckling pig is on the menu, it will just have to starve, as the restaurant is some distance away, and I doubt I can find it in the dark.
It to the restaurant attached to the hotel and a pretty reasonable pork steak(s) with two beers for the princely sum of 13.50 Euros.
It’s time for BED!!
Pictures later
You certainly have more room. You certainly have better food. You certainly have the ability to lie out flat, without poking the passenger in front with your knees, however as I found, you don’t sleep any better.
All the extra room seemed to do, for me at least, was bring on all those aches and pains that stop sleep coming easily AND the bladder fills more quickly when you lie flat, BELIEVE ME!
So instead of waking refreshed at Brussels I was still rather jaded.
The station was under the airport, so apart from a delayed train the transfer to Brussels Midi was seamless.
It’s cold and misty. The train is smooth, I am facing backwards, however, I can look over the driver’s shoulder to the way ahead if I wish. It is the ICE (Inter City Express) and we are cruising at 235 km an hour, too fast for a picture I am afraid.
We make Frankfurt, my change for Dresden, and I fear the wurst! In fact it almost happens as the station I am told by the DB (Deutschen Bahn or German railway to us mortals) is wrong, and as we know ICE doesn’t hang around too long.
Anyway the long and the short was that I was on the correct platform for my train, albeit at the wrong end. They had numbered the carriages in a most peculiar way. I am up the front again, and facing backwards again.
Dresden finally arrives almost dark now and I am bombed out.
Taxi to the Park Inn, pick up my walk stuff, head to the room.
Suckling pig is on the menu, it will just have to starve, as the restaurant is some distance away, and I doubt I can find it in the dark.
It to the restaurant attached to the hotel and a pretty reasonable pork steak(s) with two beers for the princely sum of 13.50 Euros.
It’s time for BED!!
Pictures later
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