Friday, January 9, 2009

What. The hell.

So I'm on a train. From Paris to Cologne, via Brussels, Liege and Aachen.
Yes, the train has wireless internet. It's not as good as it sounds because they don't tell you that it costs money until you're in your seat hoping to use it, and it drops out frequently.

When Dad bought these train tickets, he was assured by the man at the station in France that they would be covered just fine by our Eurail passes at no extra cost because our passes enable us to travel between France and Germany. We thought we had a route that involved stopping in Frankfurt. Only today, upon getting to the station, did we find out about this route. Anyway... just a few minutes ago, a ticket guy came up to my brother and me (Mum and Dad were in the food car) and looked at our Eurail passes and said "You have to pay extra because we are travelling through Belgium". I couldn't believe it. Cause Dad had been told by the ticket seller that it would actually be fully good mate.

I kept telling him "you have to tell it to my Dad, my Dad has to pay, my Dad will tell you this" etc. and he just kept asking for money from us. I knew the moment Dad found out he would be furious. It turned out to be 40 Euro in total I think. Now we've stopped at Liege and after more people get on, another inspector will probably come through. If he tells us our passes don't cover the trip I will probably break my laptop over his head.

1 comment:

Kim said...

Sign me up to your posts!

Sucks about all of the ticket troubles - maybe the European ticket inspectors just don't like you :P

Kim