So, welcome back readers.
The journey from Munich to Lauterbach on Rügen Island is the theme of this post.
Before leaving the hotel in Munich, I had another experience which would cause a person to say, "It's a small world!"
My father met a friend of his in the hotel restaurant at the time of breakfast on the day before we left Munich. He was there for a conference.
As you may have guessed, getting up at 6:30 am local time, forgetting the sandwiches you asked to be prepared the night before and hailing a cab to the airport was not difficult.
The system of checking in was new to me. I have not seen it employed in India yet. There's basically a kiosk in which you enter your details, and it spits out your boarding pass and receipt, and baggage tag(s) and receipt(s).
The wait for the flight to Hamburg wasn't long. That's because there was Wi-Fi on the airport.
On the flight, my parents selected the vegetarian sandwich, and I the non-vegetarian one. It was a turkey sandwich. It was basically like a turkey slice and some white sauce in what looked like a hot dog bun. Do you want to know what it tasted like? - Bread.
From Hamburg airport, we went through to the Hamburg central railway station - the second largest in Germany. Yes, it was impressive. Our train was, I must say, quite humble. The platform it was to stop on had limited Wi-Fi. The train had no Wi-Fi of its own.
I had a coffee in the train. You might think that's irrelevant. It is.
I remember we changed a train somewhere. Oh the second train, the pantry was managed by a German woman. Her accent was too German for my two year education in German to comprehend. The only way me and my father managed to order was by pointing at the menu card, and annoying her. Finally, as we left, she made a noise I won't forget. Imagine someone makes such a face 😝, with eyes open, lips pissing on the tongue, blowing out. That was the noise.
We disembarked at Bergen auf Rügen. Negotiated in funny Indianised German with the employee at the small station got tickets and waited for about 20 minutes.
The trains there run on time, but the doors don't open unless somebody opens them.
The train was surprisingly small - it would be more appropriately called a shuttle.
This train took us to Lauterbach, where there is just one platform and some seating arrangement and a timesheet. The train we went in was the only train that came there - I think.
Our station (and probably the whole town) was at a walking distance from the station, with our luggage meant for 2 weeks.
Further, further. (Geddit?)
Auf Wiedersehen!
PS: That means "till seen next", by the way.
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