After saying farewell to Cooper in Zurich, I had a day or two to kill before meeting another friend in Munich, Germany. All the cities that were relatively close by couldn’t be seen in just a day or so. So, I devised a plan. I would take two overnight trains in a row, saving on rooms for two nights, while still traveling someplace new. My destination? Ljubljana, Slovenia. (Leeyoobleeanna)
The plan was perfect until I found out I didn’t actually get a bed on the train. I found this out the hard way as I woke up to the conductor yelling at me in some language I’d never heard. He finally got the point across that I needed to pay or go sit in a regular seat. 12 hours later, there I was in Slovenia, my regular seat as uncomfortable as ever.
So with a sore neck and an hour of sleep, I explored Ljubljana. It’s a cool little city, worth the day trip. Great places to nap, too. I would recommend the park bench in front of the castle! I also fell asleep in a church pew, but that one was unintentional…
That night I jumped on the night train again, headed for Germany. Needless to say, I made sure to get a bed this time. Walking up to the platform around midnight I couldn’t help but laugh to myself as I passed backpacker after backpacker attempting to sleep, one hand covering their face, the other with a death grip on their belongings. Such is the life of a traveler. Anyways, my assigned bed was one of six in a compartment about the size of a walk-in closet; it was going to be a cozy night. After positioning all my bags in such a way that I could actually turn over without hitting my head on the ceiling, I was settled for the night, headed to another country.
And yes, I slept like a baby…