Arriving in Vienna, 30th May
After an early start - 6am, and a huge breakfast consisting of an egg foo young type dish made with lemon balm, along with turkish coffee, croissants, apple strudel and yogurt, we rolled ourselves out of the house and squeezed into the van to set off for the trainstation. We arrived in plenty of time and found ourselves a lovely private cabin which we had not booked or paid for. We'd only paid for 2nd class seats. The conductor didn't seem to mind and it was only a 90 minute trip anyway before we changed trains. This was completely baffling as we had no idea what platform to go to and finally found an officer to help who looked up his computer thing and told us we had to be on platform 4 in 4 minutes because the train was leaving. 10 bags, 3 people along the platform,, down the stairs, turn right, along the platform, up the stairs, find a conductor who throws us onto the train. We found a seat and sat down only to find we were on the wrong carriage by...