Annabel's Travelblog

Last night we headed down to Brixton Village to eat; goodness, the place was heaving.  There were, predictably, enormous queues at both Fra...

I have a house guest - she whose blog name is Nicole Sauvage - all the way from Macon, Georgia (which I learn that, unlike its French counte...

We were fairly lazy this morning and didn't go down to breakfast until about 09:00; it seemed odd to hear so many British voices in the ...

The train was on time when it got to Hamburg, thankfully, so we got in, were shown to our sleeper, and went straight to bed. I was on the bo...

We thought that, because today was a train day and we could, we would take the train right out to the end of the line, to a place called Ost...

Actually, it only rained in the afternoon, and for a holiday where we must spend a great deal of time out-of-doors, we have been very lucky...

Wouldn't you think German trains could run on time? One has this fantasy that they do, but in reality they are far, far worse than Briti...