Staying two blocks from the Hauptbahnhof, or the central rail station of Munich was an excellent decision. In addition to wandering around the enormous modern steel and glass station in my down time to watch ICE trains speed in and out, I was able to pop in and purchase our tickets to Prague. As many traveler do I had considered buying a pass before leaving, but I couldn’t find any passes easily linking Munich and the Czech Republic. Plus Prague was our only other major city, so to reduce complications I simply bought the ticket in Munich. Our tickets were only 62 Euro each for a round trip, or about $100 USD.
We departed early Sunday morning after a late late, late, night out in Munich. We settled down for what we thought would be an easy yet groggy one seat six hour trip. I failed to realize that when a ticket lists two or three cities on a departure line that means you need to SWITCH trains. I though it simply meant a city the train stopped at. When we reached the Regensburg, the first city listed on the ticket we were surprised that we had to exit and switch trains. And do it fast. The next train to Schwandorf was leaving in about five minutes. Arriving Schwandorf we switched to a Czech train and found a comfortable compartment with a table. A group of American ladies settled down a few seats and took about 40 minutes to get settled and situated while deciding which seat would work best for blocking out the sun. My schedule listed this as the last transfer, so we finally settled down and got some much needed sleep. Did I mention it was a very late night in Munich?
About an hour later while rolling through the hills of the Czech countryside a train attendant quickly dashed through the cars rapidly explaining something to all the passengers. In Czech of course. Fortunately a young Czech gentleman explained to the ladies that this train would terminate shortly, necessitating another transfer for the remaining leg to Prague. In the town of Vychod (left,) about 100 miles west of Prague all passengers exited. We waited about 20 minutes for another train to pull up. For some reason everyone, (including us,) wound up cramming into the first few cars. All of the compartments being filled we found ourselves just standing in the hallway. However the view of the rivers, town, and surrounding countryside was beautiful enough I didn’t mind standing up looking out the window with the air blowing on my face while listening to my iPod to drown out the chatter. Tired, annoyed, and just wanting to get to Prague – that last leg rolling through the hills until arriving Prague’s main station (below) was the best part of the trip.