Alright, now that you’ve been caught up on the suitcase deal, we can continue with the story. Me and Vanya got to the Munich train station, which was now much more empty, much more in perfect working order, and much more like Germany instead of a country that’s a little more broken, such as the one we were headed to. Everything went smoothly, even with time for a coffee, we got our own compartment with window seats, the whole deal was just generally very uncharacteristic of the trip so far. To be quite honest with you, this made me a little nervous. It made me wonder what doom was lurking around the corner if these few hours were so problem-free.
Claus called while we were waiting on for the train to leave and let me know that my bag was in Heathrow and they hoped it would be flying in today and then on to Italy as soon as possible. I thanked him and assured him that between the essentials we had bought and the clothes I had borrowed, I should be fine. The train started to move, and we were off.
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