It was approaching the end of our trip, but this particular leg was one I had been especially looking forward to. Any journey between two of Europe’s greatest cities is always going to be an exciting and evocative one, not least when it is a sleeper train. Moreover, this was going to be no ordinary…
Scouring the departures board at Zurich’s main railway station, there was a moment of mild alarm when our intended Graz sleeper train wasn’t there. In its place though, at exactly the same departure time, was a train to Belgrade. I thought for a minute, and realised that given Belgrade was beyond Austria, this was indeed…
Our three week rail journey through Europe began with a twenty-four hour trip from Inverness to Toulouse. It could not have presented a starker contrast between the antiquated rail system in Britain and the superb high-speed rail network of mainland Europe. Our sleeper from Inverness to London was a cramped, clunky and slow old beast,…
It was our wedding anniversary this weekend, so I took Nicole away for a wee trip to Graz, Austria. It was a secret, and Nicole didn’t know where we were going until we arrived at the gate at Stansted airport on Friday morning. We stayed with some wonderful friends of Nicole’s that she hadn’t seen…