An hour
early, I am waiting for the conductor of my train to show up. The bicycle
appears to be no problem. After I manage to get it inside, I park it in the
very front 1st class carriage, where it’s least bothering other
people.
These trains are not equipped for taking bicycles. But at least it’s
standing up and can’t be tossed around and crushed by other luggage under in a
bus.
This train
leaves in time 9.10 a.m sharp, but will I also arrive in Bar on time. That’s
always the question for all travelers that have to change to other transport at
the intermediate stops. Since trains and buses in the countryside are rather
thin, this can slow one down for a half or full day.
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