Tag Archives: Deutsch Bahn

Because It Is There

There’s wi-fi on this train, so it feels as if I should write something. After all, I paid for it, or somebody did. Most of the trains I take in Germany are local. No amenities other than washrooms. And in a year no-one has ever checked my ticket. I’m on an ICE train this time […]

Train Confusion

When life gets busy my memory gets hazy, or so it seems sometimes. I remember writing this post. I thought I remembered posting it. But it turns out I didn’t, which may be a good thing: by now the statute of limitations on my crime has probably expired. And by the way, if you haven’t […]