I woke up in Munich. It was 5am. Way too early. I had two and a half hours of sleep. I had a train to catch at 6:24am. Time to move.
I wiped the sleepiness out of my eyes, splashed some water on my face, packed my belongings, and walked 20 minutes to the train station.
Here is the plan for the day: Take a day trip to Vienna and then get to Prague. I was looking at the stops that the train made and I noticed that Salzburg was one of the stops. I’d heard that Salzburg was really nice so when I arrived in Salzburg I hopped off the train to quickly explore the city.
I decided to carry my backpack around instead of locking it in a locker. I bought some food at a small grocery store in the train station, looked up some of the sites to see, and started walking to the city.
I came across the Mirabellgarten and walked around while appreciating the beauty that was created there. The various statues and fountains complemented the perfectly arranged flowers.
Off in the distance I could see the castle, but I didn’t have time to go there today.
I walked around for a couple of hours without much direction, but I found some interesting buildings and statues along the way.
My backpack was getting heavy, my feet were starting to hurt, and it was time to catch the next train to Vienna. I walked back and hopped on the next train.
About 20 minutes into the train ride we stopped for no apparent reason. 5 minutes later the loud speaker came on… the lady was speaking in a few languages that I couldn’t understand. A few minutes later she said, “I don’t speak very good English, but I’m going to try and explain. The last train couldn’t make it through this path. We need to go back to Salzburg and take another path. Its okay though – we are still going to Vienna.”
I thought it was funny and it gave me more time to work on my blog so all was good. The time of arrival shot up another 40 minutes and I saw people around me starting to get frustrated. Apparently they had somewhere to be.
So then we start to go backwards and eventually we change routes and continue on our journey to Vienna.
There was a group of teenage girls behind me that were talking very loudly. Two ladies in the seats across from me didn’t find it as entertaining. One of them asked the girls to be quiet. They quieted down for a few minutes before their voices escalated to the previous levels.
Eventually one of the ladies got up and changed train cars.
The scenery was beautiful. There were lakes, rolling grassy fields, and nice small houses.
After a couple of hours I arrived in Vienna. I had a train to catch to Prague at the end of the day, so time was ticking. I hustled out of the train station and walked briskly around towards the center of the city.
My backpack felt even heavier, it was hot, and I was sweating profusely. The city was awesome though. I wished I had more time to explore than the 2-3 hours I had left after the train delay.
They have a free bike system, which sounded way better than walking since I felt a blister starting to form on my right foot. I set up an account at one of the kiosks, hopped on a bike, and started riding around.
I rode to the castle, a church, a nice garden, and saw as much of the city as I could with my limited time.
I rode my bike back to the train station, locked it up in the designated area, hopped on the train, and settled down for the 5 hour journey to Prague. Once again there were some beautiful sites along the way.
I was so tired since I had barely slept the night before. I made a pillow out of my backpack and jacket. It was not comfortable, but I made it work. An hour later I woke up and the left side of my neck was aching. So I switched seats with my backpack-pillow configuration and went back to sleep facing the opposite direction.
Another hour passed and I woke up with the other side of my neck aching. Good… now its even!
After two and a half hours of sleep the night before, 5 hours of walking and biking around, 10 hours of being on a train, and 2 hours of uncomfortable sleep… I arrived in Prague around 10:30pm!