MARTYRDOM BRAUNSCHWEIGENSIS Supported by the German railway
Berlin Lake. I do not expect you have heard of second before. But be assured: it is, like so many other routes on which German-lane railway station shines a path full of pitfalls. And, although we will switch only once.
This transfer, however, has it all!
But we continue: Whether left on time, manages the ICE on the way to achieve a certain delay. Consequently, we have counted and there is nothing that would surprise us less. We're not beginners.
keeps the web but also for their clarified most inmates still surprises ...
As she says now of those nasty problems in this terrible road sections, as the warm, honest voice of the platoon leader arouses almost sympathetic in us. We feel safe and secure, and even bilingual.
a delayed train from Leipzig would blame whispers continue our driver, the connecting train would wait, however, without exception, moreover, would be the minimum delay.
He says so sovereign acts so believable that I was the first time in years feel that has done something in the car and the customer was suddenly worth something here.
In the certain knowledge that all the connecting trains to wait, I sit back and feel somehow that everything will be fine.
the transfer station, the lovely Brunswick Hauptbahnhof reaching, I move from the usual reflex out a little faster, then you end up the back of my smart to consider gradually removed due to the train terminal. This is all styled. A nice back, red and pure, and also gradually becoming smaller.
One look at my clock to reveal, has been waiting how long that train, a period of zero, nada, Nixi, Ninnemann.
A person who hears talk like themselves, will be controlled in such a case, waving his coat the next appeal body to air his displeasure to make. I'm there and crocheted Rumpelstilz me information desk in the next pose.
The sites concerned ladies have completed their Rumpelstilzchentraining admirably. My displeasure herausgemoserter crashes into a massive wall of brutal experience. With her background in me various deals statement made, inter alia, that the train driver may have only said by mistake, waiting for that connecting trains.
According to the computer that is was never intended to wait that the train was from behind so contemplative. With an effort
see the Amazons eternal friendliness on their screen and hand me the card finally smiling customer service.
I stand there and have the horrible suspicion that the car is actually going to develop its own form of humor. I imagine how the drivers after the announcement, laughing gleefully breaks down in his cabin.
Next they will serve one in the dining car eating without utensils, while inspectors burn debasing tickets to accuse the former owner of the Black driving.
For this kind of thought I had quite enough time. The next train leaves in an hour.
an hour, they will say, that's nothing. But I remember that I am in Brunswick. The main station of this city is a place where no one staying longer than necessary, which may explain the hasty flight of the platoon leader along with my connecting train.
dawns In this regard, but I very gradually, what is a perfidious system behind it all: The Brunswick delay strategy is obviously a measure that compels the Bahnhofsvitalisierung. Delays by the railroad sent arranged to supply the stores within this dreary path sarcophagus customers and help the economy to recovery Braunscheiger station!
course against such shares. The
should not have viable be when one considers what forced 200 waiting passengers tend to a train station. By buying a newspaper to get there metabolism is a lot. Probably eventually half the population of Brunswick castaways, survivors of train tracks, that is connecting train never came, and so a part of that city were that there was probably only a hundred years ago from a train station.
I shudder at the thought of being in Brunswick soon.
I hope for the next train, while I boost with a cafe the Brunswick economy, jobs and safe operation of the experience that has never been serviced at this station a train. Perhaps
It is also different. Possibly means "wait" in this area different from where I come from. "Wait for me" would correspond here then something like "Go before ever," he has been waiting years for it "would mean something like" He has escaped several years before her "and a waiting room would become an area from which one people driven out as soon as possible. With help from such meaningless mind games I stand by it, my martyrdom Braunschweigensis, and after an hour of solid supporter of the business location Braunschweig main station is coming after all of that train, take me deeper into the province of Lower Saxony and change my life is.
He has even holds at the scheduled time in the predicted platform. Not
that would be unusual, but as I mentioned earlier, I'm afraid so, that the path to a degree, I might say frightening humor, seems to develop.
But while I go is to notice anything like this. There is neither a controller with a clown nose, or a whoopee cushion on my seat
Worn down sinking, I remind myself once again the findings of the last hour, its importance in the Braunschweig city and the local culture, the basis of the import involuntarily Waiting and Resources . Represent
one hours I'm late.
But in five minutes to leave this train. Can it really be that the web is actually on this day denied a last joke, and I shall no further obstacles in the way? It almost seems Sun I sink back in my seat once more, think myself once more in that false sense of security, as in the interior of a wagon train of German is basically completely out of place.
Then he came.
The time of departure. Or should I say
better, "the theoretical point of departure? Perhaps also "the time of theoretical exit "? The result is the same: the physical state of the train is standing, while he should be driving.
reported the sovereign voice of the platoon that the departure of the train will be delayed for a few minutes, there would have to wait for connecting passengers.
and gentle smile I take the additional delay at no additional cost or accepted.
had barely an hour ago I was waiting for me at this station in the never-a train, whether this circumstance complained.
And now waiting directly below me probably the first train in the history of the Brunswick train station. Henceforth, no one would strand more here. Travelers would be in the arms of her lover to return home, back to their families, because from now on would wait for the trains.
I had this Brunswick awarded a new face.
Brunswick, whose inhabitants are really just waiting for their connecting train ...
© Christian von Aster
