D-day 8 Bad Schandau to Krippen

The day opened wet and dull, rather like my head, after yet another poor night’s sleep. Don’t know what the problem is other than they have the rooms very hot  (well hot for me).

Up the HRT again!

As alluded to yesterday it is a ferry and trains day.

It’s wet as I leave the hotel, raining and my small umbrella makes a poor job of it.

The ferry leave right on time, and reaches the station on the other side of the Elbe in great time, the current may have helped.

The train is waiting at the station, and not long after we are off.

Dresden Hbf, the main station, is like all rather confusing as there are the local platforms and the inter city platforms separate, and even those can be split.

I ask some Polizei who point me in the right direction.

Not sure what they thought as I immediately headed in the opposite direction. I had 50 minute wait and a coffee beckoned, as did a seat.

There were some damn Canadians there having coffee plus a very large, black English man who started chatting so I eave-dropped for a few minutes, then bought into the conversation.

The two girls were on some sort of holiday and the black guy was a musician who had been to Poland to do a workshop.

I headed off for my train, found my seat and a minute later the two Canadians plonked down beside me across the aisle. I was off to Munich via Leipzig, and they were off to Frankfurt.

They were not chatty.

The train arrived at Leipzig, and lo and behold my ICE train to Munich was on the opposite platform, and my carriage just right there.

I am not sure what it is about Eurail tickets as all my seats have been facing backwards so I get to see the view retreating. Hard to take pictures.

It is better from the restaurant car where I sit for a while. The windows are more expansive.

We have passed out of the very flat land into much hillier country, Bavaria.

Then bugger me we pass through Nuremberg and it all goes flat again. But we do get cracking along!!

Finally Munich looms, of the train and into a taxi.

I start regretting my choice of YHA, as YHA Munich City is about 3km from the bloody city.

I have booked a twin room so they are expecting twins and were mightily disappointed.

I have a twin room to myself for the next 5 days.

It's on the top floor with a view of some snow capped mountains. There's no lift.

Laundry on, some dinner provided by the YHA and then onto the blog.

The Common Room is part taken over by a group of young people wearing sweatshirts with the Nazi concentration camps listed beside a logo of a shower head, and the motto "Never forget, never again".

In groups of three they make a presentation which are concluded with thunderous applause.