When somebody makes a journey...

...can he experience something...

At least the taxi was on time, but the train was 80 minutes late, so we took another train towards Interlaken via Frankfurt. Sat in the dining car, ate something, drank, had a nice chat. The neighbor across the street said: Where are you flying from, Munich? Why, no, no, from Frankfurt. He: But this train is going to Munich... We looked at each other and at that moment the announcement came: We're now reaching Würzburg... Grabbed our suitcases, jumped out, oof, just went well again... Next train back to Frankfurt 20 minutes. I look at Elmar on the platform: Did you actually pay...? He: no.... The picture shows my reaction when I realize that we cheated the bill...

Now hopefully we're on the right train...