The journey
It is said that every journey begins with but a step. In my case, my journey began with a taxi to Nottingham train station. My route down to London was somewhat indirect, featuring a night at my university where I picked up and submitted my bound thesis, but the next day my journey could really begin.
The first stage of the journey was non-stop from London to Brindisi in southern Italy; the journey is relatively quick too: I was standing on the platform of Brindisi station only 26 hours after my train departed from London.
Starting with the eurostar, cloudy London soon gave way to the flat open fields of northern France. After a short transfer from Paris Nord to Paris Bercy, I watched the sun setting over the built-up areas of Paris as the night train pulled out on its way to Milan. Arrival into Milan was at in the daylight at 6am, but I woke an hour earlier to see that the buildings of Paris had been replaced by huge mountains silhouetting the dark-blue sky, and lights winding their way through the valleys. After just an hour at Milan station, I joined a day-train non-stop to Brindisi. Initially traversing the flat rolling hills of Tuscany, the hills slowly grew in number and size as the train made its way south. The sky was clear blue for the whole journey, and although I was separated from the heat by an air-conditioned cabin, it was becoming visibly warmer. By the time the track was following the coast, the sea was light blue, people and boats could be seen enjoying the weather, and the air-conditioning of the train was beginning to struggle to keep the carriage cool. The approach of the deep south was marked by the obvious presence of Palm trees, and this is what greeted me when finally arriving in Brindisi.
It would have been possible to transfer directly to a ferry, but I wanted to take a break and visit nearby Lecce (called "the Florence of the south") so I stayed one night in Brindisi and had a few hours exploring Lecce, before catching an overnight ferry to Patra in Greece, where I was met by the cousin of a friend. There was some time before the train, so we had a nice Pita-bread Souvlaki lunch. Catching the train, eventually, finally, after a further 4 hours, I finally reached Athens, completing the 3000km journey in a little over 4 days.
Monday, 22 June 2009
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Hey James, I've bookmarked your blog so that I can visit it as you go further and further east. I really like your idea of restarting your journey at the point you had reached before having to fly to England.
ReplyDeleteI also bookmarked your blog.
ReplyDeleteI am looking forward to seeing you again soon.
Awesome blog James, going to be reading with interest. I don't know, all this travelling, alright for some, wish I had the money!
ReplyDeleteHave fun anyway, my parents have just come back from an (interupted) cruise around Italy, Greece, Egypt and Israel. Sadly they missed the Israel and Greece part due to a fire on the ship, had to return home a week early.
Thanks for your comments and bookmarking the blog. I'll keep you all updated!
ReplyDeleteAnd Adam, once you're outside europe, prices drop considerably, so it's not as expensive as you might think. It depends on your lifestyle too - where you might buy an iphone, I buy a train ticket ;-). It's all about choices.