The Train to Prague
As a woman, I have fearlessly traveled alone, no matter the country, as I go with the flow and share life’s deliciousness through travel with others. This particular morning while in Europe in route to a speaking engagement, w ith backpack thrown over my shoulder, I easily navigated the local trains in Berlin to get myself to it main station, Berganhaauf . I could have easily taken a taxi, but what fun would that be. I was at the station in plenty of time so decided to browse the shops located on the many levels before finding a quiet corner to enjoy a local beer and watch people rushing from one place to the next. The train platform was pretty full, yet I had reserved a seat the day before since trains from Berlin to Prague were not as frequent as to other cities. The car was decorated in shades of crimson and burnt orange with comfortable seating, retractable tray tables and electrical outlets. My window seat afforded m...