I almost missed my train to Munich. It left from Vienna at midnight that Sunday, so I slipped into the tiny cabin with six sleeping berths. The rest of the beds were occupied by a group of young Asian men.
After sitting up all night twice, I was in awe of climbing into my own bed, and receiving a cup of tea when I woke up in the morning. Even though it was a few hours sleep, it was far superior to other nights...
And I was not trapped into lengthy conversations with people who did not bring anything to do on a twelve hour train ride.
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