I've never had the courage to put this in writing before, but I now have my wife's official permission, so here goes: It's not by any means the furthest overcarrying that I've ever known, so therefore, strictly-speaking, probably OT, but it's quite amusing anyway. Several years ago, my wife was travelling on her own to our house in Italy to do some work before I joined her about a week later. She had travelled from Yorkshire on the first train in the morning (before 06 00), taken the Eurostar to Paris and then the afternoon Milano-bound TGV to Bardonecchia, where she had booked into a small hotel for the night, before travelling on to Tuscany the following day. Hearing the announcement that the train was approaching Bardonecchia, by which time it was dark outside, she gathered up her luggage and moved to the door vestibule. She had been seated in the last carriage and when the train came to a stand she couldn't see anything out of the small window in the door, so she assumed that the train had stopped on a signal outside of the station. After a couple of minutes, the train moved off again and - to her horror - she saw the station buildings, illuminated platforms and nameboards gliding past as the train rapidly gathered speed out of the station. The door at which she had been standing had been at the very end of the platform, with no visible signs of where she was. In a bit of a panic, she rushed off to find the train manager, who advised her to alight at the next stop, Oulx, about ten minutes further on, where she would be able to catch a local service back to Bardonecchia after a few minutes' wait. The conductor on the local train was very helpful and didn't charge her an excess fare and she arrived at the hotel about forty minutes later than planned. However, to complicate matters even further, there was a strike by FS traincrew in the Piemonte region the following day and on enquiring at Bardonecchia station, she was assured that the train on which she was booked onwards to Milano (the early morning TGV from Paris) would not be running beyond Modane. Therefore she booked an extra night at the hotel and decided to go for a walk in the mountains above the town to pass the time. While on the walk, she spotted her TGV departing from the station dead on time! Luckily she was allowed to travel on the same train the following day without payment of any additional fare.