Tuesday 9 a.m.
Spent one last night in Strasbourg. I actually even found a local bar. I know it was local because nobody said a word of English to me. I did manage to get a bunch of American songs to get played in the jukebox though.
Well, on the train to Munich. I must have gotten first class somehow on my trip from Paris to Strasbourg because this isn't the same at all. From Paris I was in my own separate compartment of only six seats, only one of which was used part of the way. I could lie down and everything. This one today is your typical train. It was almost completely empty until we got to Karlsruhe and Stuttgart. Standing room only (is that legal?) I feel a bit more comfortable now that we are in Germany. The language is at least somewhat familiar.
I will see everyone when I get home.
Well, on the train to Munich. I must have gotten first class somehow on my trip from Paris to Strasbourg because this isn't the same at all. From Paris I was in my own separate compartment of only six seats, only one of which was used part of the way. I could lie down and everything. This one today is your typical train. It was almost completely empty until we got to Karlsruhe and Stuttgart. Standing room only (is that legal?) I feel a bit more comfortable now that we are in Germany. The language is at least somewhat familiar.
I will see everyone when I get home.
posted by Chuck at 9:00 AM
1 Comments:
Hey, they had Enlglish songs on the jukebox so it was fair game. Besides two women had played two English songs a bit earlier. I may have been yearning for a little piece of Omaha, because my first song was Bruce Springstein, "My Hometown"
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