Night trains and ferries

Our Interrail trip through Europe in fall 2015: Basel, night train to Berlin, reminiscences of the Wall in 1989. Currywurst from a jovial salesgirl and Jazz concert in A-Trane. Overcrowded train to Amsterdam. Jazz Cafe Alto and FOAM photo museum. Short walk in Rotterdam. Overnight ferry from Hoek van Holland to Harwich. London was jammed and we were late to a concert in Ronny Scott’s club. Misty picture book landscapes on the Virgin train to Liverpool. Best burger in the Pump House pub. Long walk through the dark ferry port. Overnight to Belfast where we arrived before sunrise. Another long walk through deserted roads. Commuter train to the centre, then a pitying smile from a station staff when I asked for left luggage: here’s Northern Ireland. Train to Guinness, ehh, Dublin. Train to the southern tip of Ireland. Cosy overnight ferry “Oscar Wilde” to Cherbourg in France, there’s Rugby on TV: Ireland vs. France. Beautiful sunrise. Another train, Paris. There’s an elaborate Congo exhibition in Foundation Cartier. Gare de Lyon, the night train to Venice crosses Switzerland but we’re asleep when we roll through the Simplon tunnel to Italy. Torrential rain kills my phone at the Canale Grande. An unfriendly waiter serves delicious Spaghetti al nero di seppia. Back home on the train via Milano to Zurich. 5’700 kilometers.

Snaps taken under way, Interrail 2015.
Snaps taken under way, Interrail 2015.
Amsterdam, city of bicycles.
Amsterdam, city of bicycles.
The sun rises as the ferry sails from Rosslare in Ireland to Cherbourg in France.
The sun rises as the ferry sails from Rosslare in Ireland to Cherbourg in France.
Tourists in Venice, Italy.
Tourists in Venice, Italy.
Venice
Venice
Canale Grande, Venice
Canale Grande, Venice