Friday, October 13, 2006

Night train to Budapest

Don't you just love the sound of that? I wanted to take the train, not fly to Budapest and so dragged Karen along. "Wow," she said, as we made our way into our compartment, which we did not have to share with anyone, "I feel like I'm in an Agatha Christie novel."

After 12 hours sprawled across seats in that train trying to sleep in between passport control and railway ticket checks mostly we just felt stiff and tired.

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