Svejk’s Anabasis, Part II

I got off the train and found myself in what our Mexican friends call “the ass of the world.” A tiny little station in the middle of nowhere. I had to buy a new ticket from a machine because it’s a Sunday, and everything is closed. Shouldn’t have bothered because nobody checks them anyway.

If you have ever seen a German train ticket, you know how hard it is to read for a foreigner with no experience in code-breaking. There was no wi-fi and no food fit to eat. I mean, there was food being sold, but it was surrounded by clouds of fat black flies, and even I don’t get that hungry.

Finally, my train “to Prague” arrives, I board it and. . I get a really bad feeling. Something isn’t right. Again I start to bug passengers and they manage to communicate to me that it’s not a direct train. I’ve got to change to another one somewhere in the middle of yet another nowhere.

And talking about nowhere, there’s no indication on the ticket that this is a journey that requires a transfer.

I did get to Prague in the end and I’ll try to see what I can in the 15 minutes left before the sun goes down. I’m not upset, though. I’m glad to know I have great instincts and a functional level of German.

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4 thoughts on “Svejk’s Anabasis, Part II”

  1. “what our Mexican friends call “the ass of the world.””

    In Polish terms for this include “(place) beyond the ass” (zadupie) or “where the devil says good night” (tam gdzie diabeł mówi dobranoc)

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  2. I envy your aplomb; I would have panicked, faced with the prospect of getting lost in a foreign country.
    Being alone and helpless and getting lost is a huge fear of mine 😦

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    1. I’m usually a huge drama queen when I travel and panic over the slightest adversity. But today I’m coming off the high of three days at a conference where I felt super competent and in charge. So I’m still inhabiting that persona.

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