Interrail- Part 1
So, it was time for the Interrail to begin.
January 2nd, I set off down to Manchester to set myself up for my Interrail, via the combination of a full and standing VTEC to York and a surprisingly quiet TPE to Manchester where I checked in just as darkness was falling, purchasing a GM Rail Ranger and letting the red pen do its thing, with
350408 and
175011 falling before I had gen on
142053, my last Northern 142, working the CLC stopper so that was roped in on a hop to Deansgate before I was left pondering what to do next. A Stockport leap ended up being employed too, roping in
175010 with seconds to spare, almost careering into the side of the train as I jumped aboard! Over to Victoria I went and ended up doing a Victoria-Mossley-Ashton-Greenfield-Piccadilly move to rope in the three shacks before tactically timing myself to get into Piccadilly before the 2217 to Chester which allowed a connection from the seldom used Platform 3A at Stockport to clear Northern’s DMU fleet with
150141 falling on a move back into Manchester. Kept that brief as there wasn't a lot of exciting action
150141, Stockport by
Richard Green, on Flickr
03/01
A dreadful night’s sleep followed at the EasyHotel Manchester (fire alarm activation and noisy neighbours) before I started on the 04:49 to Manchester Airport with 156460 at the helm where I realised I had an insane amount of time spare (and my flight ended up an hour late due to a fault with the Aircraft) so it was a relief to be on the plane and away on the 08:05 Ryanair to Cologne-Bonn Airport, it being a somewhat bumpy flight due to poor weather, and indeed on approach to Cologne, the Aircraft was shaking so violently that it came as no surprise that we aborted landing and went around to try again. Although, the apparent reason for this was that a Germanwings plane hadn’t bothered to get out of the way. We arrived at about 11:55 (vice 10:40) but I wasn’t awfully bothered as i’d done Cologne twice already and was mainly doing this to have a decent run on an ICE service.
I shoved 8,60EUR in the machine (this time not screaming at the long queue of clueless tourists in front, it was much quieter than last time!) and was shocked to see that the entire departure screen for the S-Bahn just said “Zug fällt aus!” for every service. That being, “Train was cancelled”. The only communication was the automated women coming over every 5 minutes saying “Platform 3, 12:05 service to Sindorf. Train cancelled.” It seemed absolutely nuts that there were zero staff on the station and a lot of tourists just didn’t know what was going on. Eventually, winner
403053, an ICE3 on a service to Essen, rolled in and the guard saw the absolute mess of the departure screen and ushered everybody on, commenting that while our tickets weren’t valid, he couldn’t just leave us there. It was a swift sprint (man, these things speed up quickly!) to Cologne Messe/Deutz Low Level station, where I was hoping to get back on track and joined winner
620033, a LINT DMU, on the run over the bridge to Hauptbahnhof.
403053, Cologne Messe/Deutz by
Richard Green, on Flickr
620033, Cologne Hbf by
Richard Green, on Flickr
Down to the trams I went where I was greeted with...complete carnage. The whole network seemingly wasn’t in the mood and in the end I went back upstairs and out of the corner of my eye I saw a pair of BR420 EMUs on the S-Bahn side roll in. For those unaware, these units have technically left service and been withdrawn (being scarce back in May 2016 when I snagged two of them) so I belted my way under the bridge to dive on board. We were supposedly an S11 service which meant I could go to Muelheim and try again with the trams (or get a bus) and I did tell passengers who asked that this was the S11 to Bergisch Gladbach. I noted the units as winners
420486/420487 and we eventually set off after a long pause. Imagine my embarrassment when it turned out that we were now an S12 to Hennef, meaning that I bailed at Trimbornstr. (as continuing on would put me back at the Airport again) and walked the 15 minutes to the first new shack of the day, Deutzer Technischer Hochschule, and took winners
4535/4547 along to shack 2, Kalk Post. I opted to head in the direction of the city just to save stranding myself and dived onto winners
4068/4095 to shack 3, Deutzer Freiheit. For those not in the know, the units numbered 4001 to 41xx are the German cousins of the Croydon Trams, albeit much less luxurious with plastic seats and graffiti all over the place
420486, Cologne Trimbornstr by
Richard Green, on Flickr
Winners
4030/4120 were taken along to Heumarkt, followed by winner
4511 and dud
4516 to Neumarkt where I decided that the best thing to do was just take a tram all the way to the end of a line as the service was now recovering but still a complete mess. Winners
4528/4552 were taken all the way to Weiden West at the edge of the validity area for the ticket, and also the end of Line 1. I noted the presence of an S-Bahn station here, and decided to have a laugh and see if anything turned up.
Did it? Hahahahahahahahahahahaha
I can quite frankly say shame on DB for the disgraceful handling of the storm disruption which was essentially blank off the departure boards to just say 'listen to announcements', have all the staff run away, and put really vague information online. After 30 minutes I realised i’d miss my train if I hung around any longer and as soon as winners
4091/4107 rolled in, I jumped on board and having noted another service arrive ready to depart, I bailed at shack 5, Weiden Zentrum, and watched a few bus related comings and goings before winners
4544/4545 took me to Neumarkt where I visited an Aldi and stocked up on supplies. Winners
2204/2218 then plonked me at Hauptbahnhof where I stuck my phone on charge and killed 45 minutes. Eventually, I decided to shift to the chilly platform and a double ICE formation arrived in, with my own, winner
406083, detaching and reversing direction, so I was facing forwards for the run to Arnhem. Legroom was amazing and puts UK trains to shame, with the train not getting too busy (although a bloke was sat next to me from Duisburg onwards).
4030, Weiden West by
Richard Green, on Flickr
185391, Weiden West by
Richard Green, on Flickr
On arrival at Arnhem Centraal at around 19:30 I was in awe at the sheer coordination of staff and how well everything...worked. I watched a service pull in, detach a unit, staff instantly jumped into the detached unit, saw the front portion away on time, then saw the rear portion away, followed by my own train, winner
9417 plus another that was detached on arrival, coming in a mere minute later. First Class fun started here as I had the carriage upstairs to myself for the journey to Utrecht on this, the 19:46 service. Indeed, I have all of the departure times noted down for this trip as I had to note them down in my travel diary, something that the Dutch didn’t seemed very fussed about. The conductor came around, inspected the ticket, noted the very empty travel diary and said ‘have fun!’ before wandering off again.
406083, Arnhem Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
9417, Utrecht Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
I easily made the +5 at Utrecht Centraal as I joined a Koploper unit, winner
4226, to Gouda, working the 20:30 to Den Haag Centraal. I had the carriage to myself, and it was a smooth journey where I swapped onto winner
9430 to Rotterdam Centraal, arriving in at about 21:15. I sauntered over to the ticket gates, scanned my pass and...oh it didn’t work. I freaked out a bit, noting that some idiot had stapled through the barcode, and flagged down a passing driver who was more than happy to help and recommended I go to the ticket office and ask for advice. Turns out there was another barcode on the back that i’d missed and it was swiftly pointed out, allowing me to go purchase my OV-Chipkaart, stick 3EUR on it, and wander down to the very impressive Metro. Winner
5620 was in charge for the hop to Beurs, where
5406/5407/5410 took over for the longer run to Kralingse Zoom, the nearest station to my hotel, Novotel Rotterdam Brainpark. It was about a 10 minute stroll through a business park and I was soon in my very nice room for the night, alarm being set for 04:50.
First Class, 9430 by
Richard Green, on Flickr
9430, Rotterdam Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
5620, Rotterdam Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
04/01
I was up bright and early the next morning, making myself a coffee before I left and walking down for the 05:21 to Beurs, worked today by winners
5714/5732. I then had a slight change for the run to Centraal, with winners
5507/5517 taking me there, being branded Randstad Rail as they operated the line to Den Haag. I was however focused on heavy rail and after a visit to Albert Heijn for some breakfast, I joined the 05:57 as far as shack 1 for the day, Schiedam-Zentrum, with winner
9571 working today. I then cleared off all the stations from Rotterdam to Den Haag, with moves as follows, all aboard some refurbished Sprinter units.
Rotterdam Metro, Line E by
Richard Green, on Flickr
06:10 Schiedam-Delft
2111/2959
06:24 Delft-Delft Zuid
2133/2956
06:32 Delft Zuid-Moerwijk
2954/2973
06:46 Moerwijk-Rijswijk
2939/2966
06:55 Rijswijk-Den Haag HS
2120/2981
2959, Delft by
Richard Green, on Flickr
I then decided to join a terminating Den Haag Centraal service, being pleasantly surprised that it was worked by winner
186149 hauling a rake of NS stock. Excellent, some locos to play with later! I noted that this was the half hourly Eindhoven-Den Haag service, with 186s also being allocated to the Amsterdam-Breda and Amsterdam-Brussels runs. I had a swift sprint after this over to winner
9596 on the 07:18 to Amsterdam, bailing at Leiden Centraal to take a different route. This was sustained by an insane booked +2 cross platform connection onto winners 8657/9591 to Schiphol Airport, where I joined winner
2417, a newer Sprinter train, along to Amsterdam-Zuid. Things then fell apart, but only slightly. I continued on winner 8646 to Bijlmer Arena, but noticed that my connection and the next were cancelled. Or, more accurately, were being turned there and not going to Centraal. No problem, as I headed for the Metro and decided to have a play around with the frequent service to tick off a few stations, moves as follows:
153/4 Arena-Spaklerweg
111/2 Spaklerweg-Amstelstation
57/69 Amstelstation-Waterlooplein
107/8 Waterlooplein-Nieuwmarkt
127/8 Nieuwmarkt-Centraal
186034/186149, Den Haag Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
Untitled by
Richard Green, on Flickr
57, Waterlooplein by
Richard Green, on Flickr
Untitled by
Richard Green, on Flickr
All except 57 and 69 were newer units, with 57/69 being older ones resembling the Trams running around, and speaking of which, wow I was amazed by the number of Trams in Amsterdam! Three were sat side by side when I emerged into daylight at around 08:45, but I decided to walk around a little, heading for the canals and doing somewhat of a loop around the city centre before being unable to resist the urge of sampling a Tram any longer, jumping on
904 back to the station where I was unsure what to do next. The 10:00 to Deventer was due out and was sat for a nice fast run, so I hopped aboard winner
4069 to Amersfoort. I was also pleased to discover that the Koplopers have two first class compartments meaning that I had one of those to myself in complete silence for the fast run, stopping only at Hilversum en route. Of note was the graveyard of NS 1700 locomotives in the yards outside Amsterdam as we picked up speed and I planned my onward route, bailing at Amersfoort for winner
5035, a 2 car Protos EMU operated by Vallelijn on the line to Ede-Wageningen.
Untitled by
Richard Green, on Flickr
Untitled by
Richard Green, on Flickr
904, Amsterdam Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
4069, Amersfoort by
Richard Green, on Flickr
It wasn’t until departure that I realised this wasn’t necessarily a private company that accepted Interrail (I knew Arriva did) but no problems actually materialised and I had solitude in the first class area behind the cab for the sedate run through mainly countryside and smaller villages, being slightly worried at the time being lost as I was set to miss my connection (I don’t know why, but private companies were pretty messy on Dutch Railways) but the driver clawed back a minute so winners
9550/9553 were easily made on the 11:18 to Arnhem Centraal, giving me a chance to have a look at the station in daylight, and the many Stadler DMUs working local Arriva services along with a German unit ticking over next to them. For me, it was winner
4206 on the 11:41 to Zwolle as far as Deventer. I did ponder heading all the way north to Groningen, but formulated a new plan to head south instead, having a few minutes to wait for the Sprinter service to Apeldoorn.
5035, Amersfoort by
Richard Green, on Flickr
I was thinking to myself “I might hang back and get an Arriva DMU instead to change things up a little” but when I saw a battered looking winner
1749 hauling a rake of double deck stock working the service, there was no question what I was doing! I hopped on board for the short run, all stations to Apeldoorn, and on arrival at Twello, I thought “oh yeah, I have an ex that lives here!”. Guess who I saw stroll off the train and out of the station
I had a reasonably tight connection here, but winner
4249 was made easily enough and I was thankful for my first class ticket as the single unit was reasonably full. The conductor here booted someone off the train which was nice to see (as the staff all seemed overly nice!) as they gave her a load of lip for having no ticket. No arguing, off he went at the next station. Simple.
1749, Apeldoorn by
Richard Green, on Flickr
This was taken to Utrecht where I got myself some lunch at none other than Albert Heijn (these are really damn useful stores!) and joined winner
9520 on the 13:33 to the unusually named ‘S-Hertogenbosch, where there was a swift cross platform onto my first Stadler EMU worked service, winners
2211/2512 being in charge for the sprint to Tilburg. First Class was very nice on these, not much better than Standard but it had a door blocking it off with USB sockets under the seats. That’s the thing, Dutch railways are a heck of a lot of units but all of those units are a pleasure to travel on. I dropped back at Tilburg, and joined winner
2513 to Tilburg Universiteit, its final destination. The rain was starting to fall again as I had a look around on the platform before nipping to the loo on the train and returning to Tilburg, where I had another change of plan due to the Breda train getting later and later.
2512, Tilburg by
Richard Green, on Flickr
Winners
186013/186029 were topping and tailing the 14:54 to Eindhoven, so I stayed aboard all the way to get myself some decent loco mileage. Heck, why not go all the way, I asked myself, and swapped onto winner
8664 to Maastricht. This was a nice lengthy run complete with a catering service of a woman dancing down the carriage with a basket of drinks around her neck and a tank of hot water on her back
Here, things absolutely fell apart. My plan was to tick off a couple of shacks south of Maastricht (and nip into Belgium very briefly) but all of the local Arriva services were cancelled. They’d cancelled everything, wrecking my plan to return via Venlo. The only service was the hourly BE service to Liege, and the half hourly train i’d caught. Fine, I thought, let’s do some Belgian railways again as I hopped aboard a completely unrefurbished (and somewhat bashed in) winner
302 on the 16:49 to Liege-Guillemins.
1st Class, Loco Hauled NS Rake by
Richard Green, on Flickr
186013, Eindhoven by
Richard Green, on Flickr
I was taken aback by how swiftly everything changed as we crossed into Belgium. The well-lit, info filled stations were replaced with dimly lit, uninviting shacks, and the conductor was absolutely vile, moaning at me about my pass being too full (the journey was damn well written in there so you can stamp it and sod off!). Arrival at Liege was a relief and indeed, this was quite a nice station! I had 45 minutes before a connecting service to Leuven, so I did a filler move back to Angleur, with winner
1891 hauling me for the short hop to a platform that was barely off the ground, barely lit, and with no way of telling where the train back was coming from (there were 4 platforms). Winner
8537 showed its unwelcome face eventually (These AM1000 units are complete vermin, they get everywhere but it’s hard to use Belgian Railways without encountering them) back to Liege, where I joined winner
1816 hauling the 18:02 service north as far as Leuven, having relative peace and quiet on the half hour journey.
302, Maastricht by
Richard Green, on Flickr
At least I was familiar now with where i’d be staying later in the week, and I screamed at the sight of winner
8586 working the Intercity service to Gent as I fully expected something better than a naff suburban unit (imagine a small 700 doing Birmingham to Leeds essentially) and the First Class on these is completely pointless, with the bays of 4 being misaligned with the windows. The conductor yet again went nuts at me for daring to have an Interrail, snapping at me with “There are no dates on this!!!” as I pointed to the dates clearly marked on the pass. He went silent and shoved the pass back in my hands. I bailed at Mechelen and decided that was enough of Belgium, even contemplating staying in the Netherlands as late as possible the next day (in the end I didn’t, and actually quite enjoyed my time in Belgium as you’ll read later).
I was going to do Mechelen-Roosendaal all at once on a 186 hauled service but on seeing winner
2742 powering the 19:18 to Antwerp I decided that I couldn’t say no to that (Tech would have probably screamed if I had
) and bailed at Antwerp Centraal, noting the impressive layout of the station and the piles of ancient looking red EMUs that I absolutely had to snag tomorrow! Having advised a lost passenger where the Amsterdam service was leaving from, after an unhelpful staff member pointed to the ECS of my ex-Mechelen and said ‘oh look, its that one there leaving!’ followed by pointing to me and saying ‘ask him’, I joined the 19:45 to Roosendaal, with winner
186196 at the helm. Wow, what a breath of fresh air. I felt at home again as I sat myself down in the compartment and had the conductor ask what I was up to, noting my completely filled pass that had overflowed onto a photocopied sheet, wishing me well as two Dutch enthusiasts pulled him aside for a chat (I couldn’t tell you what specifically about but the huge cameras and the mentions of rail related vocab i’d picked up were a giveaway).
2742, Antwerpen-Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
Roosendaal came all too soon as I crossed the platform and waited for the doors to be released on the 20:27 to Zwolle which was taken up to Breda, worked by winner
4077. It was a peaceful sprint up there, where I joined a service hauled by winner
186040 all the way to Den Haag. The conductor sat down again and asked what I was up to, saying that they don’t train staff on these passes very well but it was always good to see people take an interest in the system. He said that the only things they’re trained on are Belgian passes in addition to their own, and that honestly it’s down to the conductor to take some initiative and use some common sense. The journey passed all too quickly and I was making the same sprint I had 14 hours ago onto the Amsterdam, before reaching into my coat pocket and realising my pass wasn’t there. Balls.
4077, Breda by
Richard Green, on Flickr
186029/186040, Den Haag Centraal by
Richard Green, on Flickr
I went back to the ex-Eindhoven i’d come off, and the two conductors instantly sprung into action, pulling the compartment apart and quizzing the cleaners before pointing me towards the surprisingly open ticket office. I wasn’t too bothered as I knew I was insured so I pulled up the document and saw that the insurance was, well, a bit of a con. See, it wasn’t really insurance in the way that it rescues you if you’re stranded without enough money for tickets- It was merely ‘claim back on new tickets if you send us a police report’. The ticket office were genuinely concerned and gave me directions to a police station which promptly told me to come back in three days which was unhelpful, commenting that they won’t even do anything if i’m merely lost the pass. What good is the insurance then?!?! I resigned myself to having to sort myself out in the morning and just as I was walking back to the station...I felt the pass in some random pocket that I never ever use. I couldn’t believe that i’d ended up not checking it!
I returned to the ticket office who seemed more overjoyed than me, and I couldn’t help myself saying how wonderful the system was in the Netherlands and how the staff really do themselves proud in keeping everyone moving, before getting myself a drink and joining winner
7519, a new class for me at least, on the 23:03 as far as Schiphol Airport. It was still remarkably busy here, and I had around 10 minutes to wait until dud
2417 rolled in on the 23:41 which was taken to Amsterdam-Lelylaan, followed by winner
2642 on the 23:52 to Zaandam where my hotel was. This was the true icing on the cake as I joined the first class compartment which was full of staff, and they all greeted me, asked how my evening was going, and we all had a nice chat as they took it in turns to dispatch the train at each station, even trusting me with their bags as they wandered off for a smoke at an extended stop at Sloterdijk. I bid them a good night as I bailed at Zaandam at 00:08, and headed for my easyHotel, exhausted after one heck of a day with a minor drama towards the end
My next day was meant to start at 06:47, which will be posted later on, but due to me being so tired, I held off until the 10:05 to make sure I wasn’t going to nod off all day
2642, Zaandam by
Richard Green, on Flickr