Who needs plans
The above picture is from a trip I took this last year while in Europe. I was riding on a train from Paris to Amsterdam and really looking fwd to doing some “soul” searching in Amsterdam. You know find Jimmie Hendrix and Jim Morris, hey it’s Amsterdam right??
I found my seat and was prepared for another boring ride, as I was by myself, and only had my future thoughts of what I was going to do once I got there. Hoping that the seats next to me would be empty I found an Australian cat sitting in my seat. So I had to be the bad guy and show him my ticket… hate that when it happens and you know what I mean because it has happened to us all at some point. Okay bad start but took stock after I got seated; Aussie to my right, Aussie sitting in front of me and a little old lady (about 80 years old and not sure where she is from) at my 3 o’clock. After we pulled away not much was said. Don’t you hate the silence even if for a few seconds with strangers? I mean I’m open for a conversation about anything with anyone but how do you break the ice is the question? You only get one shot and mess it up they’ll be the wiser about ya.
“It’s better to be silent and let them think you’re a fool, then to speak and remove all doubt” -Mark Twain (way before my time but merits truth)
So here we are, there is a point to all this if your still reading, riding on this train, all of us with different reasons. The two Aussie started talking to each other about the day they had and how they were glad to be moving on and what not. They did seem down to earth and after a few minutes I said something, I can’t remember what and who cares but just wanted to break the ice. Well one thing led to another topic and so forth and after a few minutes we knew each other by name, home of living, what our travel plans were and what we had done. Mind you the old lady just sitting there not saying a word. Mike and Pete were doing the whole Europe thing for a summer, a trip I had much envy of and wish I could have done when I was 19 or something. Both lived in Sydney and were ½ way through there vacation. We shared had a lot in common and started telling each other what funny stuff had happened or what we saw that was cool.
Mike and Pete were starving and said they had to get something to eat but were low on money. They had spent more then they should have at there last stop and were trying to save money for Prague. But like most backpackers you just ain’t got a whole lot to spend and you’re always budgeting to keep in line for your duration. Well they bought some cheap cheap train food that was suppose to be a hotdog and a hamburger but look more like a piece of jerky slapped between two pieces of cardboard. For me I just wanted a beer. You can never go wrong with a beer on a train or airplane!