After checking out of the Frisco Inn I had most of the day to waste until heading out on my train trip to Berlin. So I ate one last pancake at a little French place I had eaten at several times. I took another canal boat cruise; this one took a slightly different route. The rest of the day I wasted away at an air-conditioned café.
My train ride down to Brussels was pleasant- the view was nice, the seats comfortable, and we were served dinner which helped pass the time. Dinner included three kinds of seafood, over cooked bland veggies, a roll, a chunk of cheese and a candy bar.



As many of you can probably guess I only ate the roll, cheese and candy bar. My two hour layover in Brussels turned into a 3 hour wait, with the only thing open being this “24 Hour Store” - a glorified vending machine selling everything from tampons to sandwiches.



When the train arrived I was directed to the wrong end of the car, causing me to walk to length of the train once it was it motion. This did give me a chance to check out all of the different seating sleeping arrangements. First came the basic seats, the lowest level, than came the basic beads. The basic beads were packed six to a room, three bunks high, the rooms small glass boxes with a flimsy curtain for blocking out light, with seemingly no room for luggage. I was relived when I made it to the other end of the train. Relived that I booked a first class sleeper cabin. My little cabin was a nice wooden walled room, with a sink and mirror, room for storage, and locking doors, and I had it all to my self. A nice German man helped get me settled getting me fresh towels and drinking water. In the morning he brought me a croissant and tea and made sure I didn’t miss my stop. Thank God for First Class.