ABOUT THIS TRAVEL
A wholly independent travel
(with a travelmate for the first 3 days)
20 Febr.- 6 Mar., 1998
How I moved:
by train, hitch hiking, boat and rollerblading
along the coasts, and cold but not too much (-2 +10). Some snow
on the train, at the station, on the boat and hostels
I fell in love of Bornholm with his quite winter haze, as everything
was in lethargy waiting for the spring. Besides rollerblading in
the snowing Berlin was suggestive
What I disliked:
German and Denmark are expensive, expensive and still expensive.
In addition Germans in general, train inspectors in particular,
could be nicer.
What you do need:
you must feel at ease plunged in the winter atmosphere: haze and
I need a break from the study-life.
I wanna travel.
I wanna travel by train and theres
the whole Europe that is waiting for us, so lets leave!
I propose to a friend of mine.
We bought an inter-rail ticket for one
zone that let us to travel by train throughout Germany, Denmark
and Austria. It was wintertime and the north of Europe gets charming
in the cold season, and so it turned out.
After passing by Hamburg we headed to
the Sylt Island. It was so windy we had to give up rollerblading
to reach the lighthouse in the northern tip. From here we took a
ferry to Denmark, where we arrived in the late evening looking for
a cheap accommodation in Esbjerg. No way to find it, so a dark cold
station became our shelter and my travel mate got sick to such extent
to decide to turn back home (read the story!!), while I
I reached the northern tip of Denmark,
Skagen and then the beautiful Danish capital from where I took a
boat to the pearl of the Baltic: Bornholm. I fell in love with this
island where, as I was told, God put a fistful of earth from everywhere:
in fact you can find sandy beaches, rocky cliffs, hills, green flat
After an unsuccessful attempt to win the
wind rollerblading, I successfully hitch hiked around having great
fun!!! :-) For sure I was the only one foreigner in the island in
A boat took me again in Kopenhagen and
then I reached the German capital where I spent few days.
In such years (98) the view in Berlin
was just cranes and excavators, but at least I could heat up for
hours staying and observing the hippos inside their tropical pavilion.
On the way to Munich I stopped in Nurnberg,
from where I reached the Fussen valley in the Alps to visit the
famous fairytale like castle of Neuschwanstein. The following leg
was Salzburg and finally Vienna, where I spent two days hanging
around before heading back home.