Getting to Innsbruck felt like a major feat of planning after taking a train from Rimini to Bologna, a two hour wait, a train to Verona, a one hour wait and finally a three and half hour train in a closed compartment with no leg room and a Mexican family who did nothing to but talk to me and deed me nuts for the whole journey. Lovely people who were very keen to practise their English but all I wanted to do was look at the scenery. The journey through northern Italy and over into Austria was one of the most beautiful I have ever taken; the train cuts right through the mountains and goes over the Brenner Pass. The train stops in Brenner for official paperwork to be done and we were allowed to get
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