So last time we spoke, I was just leaving Skopje, about to get on the night train to Belgrade, en route to Croatia. Seriously, it was the longest journey ever, and despite being a true believer that ‘the travelling is all part of the experience’, I was soon wishing that I’d just booked an easyjet flight from Athens to Split!
The night train was a horrendous experience. I had heard from friends that had done it before that the beds weren’t very comfortable, and I wasn’t likely to get a great night’s sleep, but thought it was worth it due to the accomodation money I’d be saving. First key lesson of the trip: There is a big big big difference between a night train and a sleeper train!
The train that we ended up on was just a regular train that travelled over night – no beds in sight! So I spent a horrible night, not sleeping, pressed up against an old Serbian lady who kept trying to talk to my despite me making it very clear that I couldn’t understand a word she was saying!
In hindsight, it was funny and a truly Balkan experience, but at the time I just wanted to die a little…!