I am a somewhat-educated, slightly self-indulgent writer/tutor/editor/person. Working in education for the past decade has been draining. I also find travel and doing things in general to be draining; however, if I am going to be sucked dry, let it be in Europe.
So, I am going on sabbatical on Tuesday. I have a global Eurail pass and a few Airbnbs lined up on the continent. I have a packing list and a litany of complaints against the Eurail system.
Here is my packing list:
Here are all the really inconvenient Eurail tautologies I’ve been raging against:
*Ticket does not guarantee a seat
*Seats must be reserved
*Seats cannot be reserved online if you have fewer than 8 business days until your journey
*The ticket is a paper boarding pass in a tri-fold on which I am required to write every single train itinerary (with a blue or black inked pen)
*Cannot view online which trains have more availability
*Insanely expensive for having to also pay for a reservation
*Jane Eyre had access better technology
People keep saying that the train system will make sense after I’ve used it a few times. I am sure these people are wrong, and I will be documenting their wrongness.
Currently I am reading Rick Stevens’ Europe Through the Back Door (though after last night’s #Shipwrecksf show, the read is a bit of a let down); The Stand; and (rereading) Ready Player One by Ernest Cline.
KB and CK inspired me with their unemployable sabbaticals. This train wreck is brought to you by them.
I couldn’t think of a good blog name and then realized I don’t care. This is a Buffy reference.
“I cannot rest from travel; I will drink life to the lees […]” Ulysses, Lord Alfred Tennyson
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