This post covers the second part of our visit to Lisbon back in February, so if you haven’t read part 1 you can check that out here. Part 1 ended with us heading for lunch with some people we had met on a walking tour, and we were hoping to try somewhere recommended by our tour guide João. Unfortunately, when we found the restaurant, it was closed, with a notice on the shutter advising the owners were on holiday.
Arriving in Lisbon onboard the A321 ‘retrojet’ of TAP Airlines Portugal (read about that here), we had made our way through the airport, onto the Metro and to our hotel in the Saldanha area of the city. With bags dropped off, we made our way back out into the city to begin exploring and decided to start our visit as many do, with a bus tour.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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