Zurück nach Augsburg

Apart from the Glühwein, the train journey back to Augsburg was one of the highlights of the day. Only myself, Rob (with the beard), Ollie and Ed were left, but at first we shared the carriage with a group of girls out on a hen night. They were a bit louder than the average group, but I didn’t complain… after all, we were all a bit drunk!

Somewhere along the line, they got off and the carriage was empty apart from us four. Ed was asleep as usual, so the rest of us were taking photos of each other sticking our heads out the window against the wind. We managed to get really good photos of each other… hair being massively windswept, eyes closed and watering, mouth wide open and the rain drops hitting us hard on our faces. But all for a good cause of a photo or two!

The journey was fun… possibly the best time I had on a train, to be honest. Ollie managed to get his jeans covered in chewing gum on a seat, too. He wasn’t going to lie, but he was livid!

As we got to the station, we were in no mood at all to walk to Ollie’s flat. It was late at night, and it was also cold. So we decided to get a taxi, and between the four of us, it wouldn’t cost much at all. However, it was a bit longer than anticipated. We told him a couple of times to stop in the right place, but the driver relied too much on his sat-nav and took us to the other end of the residential complex. I’m not sure why he didn’t stop where we asked him, too. But it took an extra twenty minutes to find our way back… it didn’t help that it was about three in the morning, and all the streets and buildings looked the same.

But again, a late night and an early start was ahead of us!