Don’t Kick Me Off The Train

Don’t Kick Me Off The Train

After my visit to Auschwitz the previous day and my friend that came to explore Krakow leaving today, it was time for me to be moving on as well.

Krakow had grown on me since arriving in the pouring rain and now that I had warmed up to it, it was time to depart. Parting ways with my friend I booked my train ticket for the night train and wasted away the afternoon with the folks at the hostel.

Krakow ZapiekankiIt was here as I discussed what I had been up to that they asked if I had tried a Zapiekanki yet. The blank look on my face obviously answered their question as some 30 minutes later I was tucking into a seriously delicious baguette like roll. This would have been the ultimate hangover cure for my earlier escapades with the English lads had I known about it at the time. Hit up the Jewish Quarter for these delicious treats that are worth waiting in line for, trust me.

Once fed it was time to find my train and make for my 12th country of Europe and a very very long train ride to Prague. Why was it long you ask? well almost getting thrown off not once but twice sure woke me up to the fact not all travel is made of happy land where everything is a dream.

It all started when the ticket clerk at the train station sold me the wrong ticket. It didn’t help that I may have missed the bit about my Eurail Global Pass not being valid for Poland, but hey I’d already used it once  so can you blame me.

The first attempted forced evacuation of the train occurred just 20 minutes into my trip. I handed over my ticket and passport only to be told in broken english “not right”. Here it was pointed out that my Eurail Pass isn’t valid for Poland, OH SHIT I’m thinking. The attendant  did say I could buy a ticket much to my annoyance, OH SHIT again I used all my Polish Zloty already getting food before I left. Panic began to set in as I realised I’m minutes from having the train stop at the next station and dump me in the middle of who knows where.

Only saved by asking the attendant if he was willing to take a combination of Euro’s and Zloty’s I managed to find in the bottom of my backpack. Thinking I had a dodged a bullet, I lay back down in my empty cabin and attempt to slow my heartbeat and get some much needed sleep.

Alas the rest didn’t last long as I was woken by another train attendant. This time a woman asking for a ticket, handing over the ticket I had bought earlier she says “no good, this ticket to here”. It so happens that the ticket I had bought earlier was only valid to the Polish border, awesome I thought. Glancing outside at the torrential rain in my half asleep state, I felt my entire body slump. I did not wanting to be going out there under any circumstances.

The attendant noticing my panic turned her evil gaze onto the guy that had appeared in my cabin while I slept and started to grill him. Meanwhile I frantically search my backpack for anything that resembled money to save me from being left in an even more remote, dark and unknown location.

Having almost emptied my backpack in minutes and finding nothing I noticed my cabin mate pass by me on the outside of our train… things were not looking good. As the attendant returned to deal with me she motioned for me to pack my things to get off the train.

At this moment my brain began to work again and I remembered my Eurail Pass. It wouldn’t work in Poland but I knew for sure it was going to rescue me in the Czech Republic. Almost knocking the attendant over in my haste to save my ass from being evicted from the train, I thanked them for their patience and collapsed into my seat.

Up to this point I’d been pretty lucky with all of my travels and I hoped I’d never encounter another OMG I’m screwed moment like that again.

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14 Responses to Don’t Kick Me Off The Train

  1. JUSTIN MORRIS December 23, 2010 at 12:27 PM #

    Haha awesome story Chris. That must have scared the shit out of you when you thought they were going to boot you off mate. Those baguette type things look rad too, like a massive meal that would definitely be perfect mid-pub crawl at 3am.

    • THE AUSSIE NOMAD December 27, 2010 at 12:22 AM #

      Justin mate, it is without a doubt the most scared I have been since leaving Australia. Safe to say I’ll now be crossing borders with a bit more cash on me just in case.

      If you ever get to Krakow you have to grab a zapiekanki at some point. It’s definitely a meal the things are huge.

  2. EAT-LAUGH-LOVE-ANON December 23, 2010 at 5:55 PM #

    Hahahaha! Glad you managed to stay on the train.
    When I was Eurailing through Europe I watched in horror as two policemen barked at a scruffy backpacker in German then marched him off the train. The other passengers assured me it was only backpackers that were treated this way. I pointed to my backpack. So they told me it was only messy-looking backpackers “who look like they smoke drugs” who attracted police attention.
    This was in Switzerland. I discovered Swiss people (apart from the police) are amazingly friendly.

    • THE AUSSIE NOMAD December 27, 2010 at 12:24 AM #

      haha I love how the passengers had to correct themselves after you mentioned you were a backpacker as well.

      All my other rail trips were fine and I met some really nice people, it was just this one trip that put the fear of god into me.

  3. AYNGELINA December 24, 2010 at 1:39 AM #

    Are you kidding me, why don’t you post more of what you eat!

    • THE AUSSIE NOMAD December 27, 2010 at 12:25 AM #

      haha Ayngelina, I didn’t take many photos of the food I was eating and I do regret it now. Next time will defiantly have more food included. I need to make you jealous after all your posts that leave me drooling at my computer screen.

      • HEATHER December 27, 2010 at 8:58 AM #

        Agree with Ayngelina — foooood! Start now 🙂

        I probably would have freaked out on the train. Just watching people get caught without bus passes on the bus here makes me anxious 🙂

  4. ANNIE December 24, 2010 at 2:18 AM #

    Haha why do they have to make everything so complicated!!!

    I’m glad you didn’t get kicked out into the rain 🙂

    • THE AUSSIE NOMAD December 27, 2010 at 12:27 AM #

      Tell me about it Annie. It wouldn’t have worried me so much had I actually had more money on me. I had just spent time in 3-4 countries all with their own currency so I tried to get rid of as much as I could as I left each country.

  5. ANDREW December 24, 2010 at 5:32 AM #

    Trains, especially in eastern europe, are a mix up of things. I am always a bit frightened that the ticket people will not understand the ticket that my travel agent bought me as a special deal.

    Remember during one of my international study trips many years ago a group of the class (I wasn’t with them, but heard the story)went to Prague from Germany. One guy was from Costa Rica and noone bothered to think that he wouldn’t be left in. So he got kicked off a the Czech Border and the rest of the guys got off at the same time.

    Glad this wasn’t you. More stories of Prague coming?

    • THE AUSSIE NOMAD December 27, 2010 at 12:30 AM #

      Andrew I forget that certain countries don’t allow others to just enter like I can as an Australian. I spoke to a couple of people as I was travelling around and they spoke of needing a visa for somewhere and I was like really.

      Yes Prague is coming up next. I had a few days there and apart from a noisy hostel I had fun there.

  6. ANDI December 24, 2010 at 7:54 AM #

    So glad you didn’t get kicked off mate! That’s one sandwich wow!!!

    • THE AUSSIE NOMAD December 27, 2010 at 12:31 AM #

      haha me too Andi me too. It was an awesome feed I wish I had found the zapiekanki’s earlier. Could have easily eating them every day I was there.

  7. JOKE January 12, 2011 at 10:46 PM #

    I’m a bit behind, but it’s definitely worth catching up 🙂

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