Split – Mediterranean Flower

Snoozing to Split had been a marathon rail trip across Europe, with 10 countries passed through, five trains, four intermediate cities and four days, however at around 2200 on Monday 8th January, I stepped off the final train of the trip and onto the platform of Split’s main railway station. Having started the day on a sleeper train between Zurich and Zagreb, waking somewhere in western Slovenian, I was ready for bed and so enjoyed a short stroll through the quiet streets to my hotel to end the day.

Zagreb – Little Vienna

Of all the cities I visited whilst on my Snoozing to Split trip, Zagreb was the one that I had the least time to explore. With my sleeper train from Zurich arriving into the Croatian capital 40 minutes late, I had just four hours to explore, eat and make it back to the station in time for the final train of the day to Split at 1518.

Zurich – The Little Big City

The second sleeper train of Snoozing to Split had brought me to Zurich, the largest city in Switzerland, situated on the Limmat river and the northern end of the Zürichsee (Lake Zuirch). With a previous visit to Zurich under my belt, although a good few years ago, I was looking forward to both seeing the city’s highlights and also perhaps doing a couple of things that were a bit different.

Berlin – A Reunited Capital

Day two of Snoozing to Split started early as I arrived into Berlin onboard the European Sleeper at just after six in the morning. After an amble around Berlin’s Hauptbahnhof whilst dropping of my bag and having a lazy breakfast at McDonalds (its foreign food if you can’t buy it in the UK right?), it was finally a reasonable hour and time to head into the centre of Germany’s capital.

Brussels – Capital of Europe?

Having arrived in the Belgian capital onboard a Eurostar service from London, I had just under seven hours in Brussels until I was scheduled to depart onboard the European Sleeper. With Eurostar terminating at Brussels Midi/Zuid, I was a little bit out of the city centre, and so I headed round to the main domestic concourse ready to catch a train to my first stop.

Geneva – The Peace Capital

Having arrived at Geneva on an easyJet flight from Luton, and having made sure I didn’t accidently exit the airport into France, my first task was to head into the city itself. With the airport’s underground railway station being the terminus of a number of Switzerland’s intercity railway service, it was easy to catch a train for the short journey into town.