return to Germany

Ouch. Legs a bit cramped today but otherwise ok. Nowadays I havent written any journals… but if I ever write this one, the ending is ready already:

[Had been to Meiringen, along with Murali and his friend. Need to write up “some”day about the rest of the trip]

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Ran out of the exit of Aare Schultz down a long straight road. It was 16:15, and I felt I might almost make it if Meiringen was just a little ahead. The cost of not catching the train would be to take the next one an hour later, and then miss the connection from Zurich, and assuming that there would be another one from there an hour later, paying a lot more money. Of course the biggest price would be to reach home at an unearthly hour, then being late at work on Monday morning, the effects which usually cascade well into the week. I tried to thumb down a passing car, but the two girls in it ignored me and passed on. I’ve tried hitchihiking in UK at one time, but it had never worked, probably for exactly the same reason that these girl hadnt stopped, whatever it was.

And speaking of hitchiking, recalled the big red letters on the cover of the Guide and kept jogging. At 16:19 came to a railway track and thought oh good the railway station must be around, but saw a direction board which said Meiringen was 20 minutes ahead. I wondered if I could do a 20 minute estimate in 9 minutes. I didn’t have a choice, and started jogging, but had to relax every now and then by slowing down to a brisk walk, and knew I didn’t have a chance. But I simply had to make it.

A lady stepped out of a car in front of me carrying a lot of bags. I smiled and greeted her (a particularly difficult thing to do while catching one’s breath at the same time) and asked her slowly and carefully, using as much German as possible, (there was no time to re-explain) if she knew any place around here where I could get a lift to the railway station as I was almost missing a train. She said something incomprehensible and then said something even more imcomprehensible to somebody else inside the car, maybe to ask for an interpreter. Then a man stepped out from the back door and with a few words could said something which seemed to mean in all probability that he had agreed. He stepped back into the car and emerged again holding a beautiful baby and walked towards his house, and I was wondering what to do, he said something which I hoped was “I’ll be back” and went in and shut the door.

It was 16:23 and I stood there alone on the street, alternating looking between the closed door and back up the street to see if those two guys would make it too. Then after what seemed to be an eternity he stepped out again, and asked me to get into his car. He drove quite slowly, and it was quite a long way, passing Baker Street again, but I was there in the station at 16:26. I kept looking out of the window to see if they would still somehow make it, until the train finally started moving at 16:31.

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