The day we didn't go to Poland...

After Stockholm, and a night out in Rostock, we had the weekend to recover, and then Georgina and I planned to travel to Poland on Monday. However, due to the snow, Georgina’s train from Rostock was delayed, and I was left standing at the station, watching the train we should have been on pulling away without us. It’s such a helpless feeling, and so annoying. Sometimes the trains will wait for each other, especially when they don’t come very often, and are going in different directions, so I wasn’t too worried about missing it, until it actually left. As the trains only came every two hours, the next train would have got us to Sczcecin at 5pm, which wasn’t that helpful as our train from there to Warsaw left at 4pm. We went back to mine and researched every possible option, and decided to try getting an overnight train, and get to Poland at about 6am. We got the first train, but then as we waited for the second train, it suddenly disappeared from the platform sign and the departures board. Noone actually said it was cancelled, but we didn’t want to have to figure that out for ourselves, by still being stood on the freezing cold platform at 4am, so we got the last train back to Stralsund. Needless to say, I was not impressed by the snow, or by Deutsche Bahn, and I was disappointed not to be in Poland.Trains and the weather, my two favourite topics… I might as well bring food, or rather, breakfast, into it, and say we consoled ourselves about not being in Poland by going for Frühstück the next morning, and, as it was Pancake Day, we were able to celebrate it with lots of pancakes in the evening.