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The train from Stuttgart into Brussels

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Monday, 29-July-2024


Stuttgart was glorious, but neither fey forests, glorious hot springs, nor amazing company can halt the flow of time… and soon enough I found myself back on a major rail line, bags packed and stowed safely, forging my way toward a new destination.

Not my final destination of the trip, but exceptionally close – the final stop on the adventure, before I’d land in my new home of Ireland. The capital of the European Union, home of comic books, and the land of chocolates; Belgium.


The trains were simple and beautifully straightforward this time – no repeats of the “your pass doesn’t work” tomfoolery of France / Switzerland, just a clean and relaxing journey out of Germany and into Belgium – as a bonus, it was an unexpectedly nostalgic journey, as the stopover city of Koeln (Also known as Cologne to us English speakers) had something I hadn’t seen in ages, and absolutely wasn’t expecting – Dunkin’ Donuts! Hurrah, New England represent!

And Burger King, but I’d seen that before. Was a heck of a lot better here, though. And as a neat point – Burger King in Germany was effectively a vegan restaurant! A legit half of the menu was vegan, with a surprisingly small portion of the total menu being carnivorous or meat based… I’d hazard a guess that 70% was vegetarian or vegan, and I’ll freely admit that the burger was quite excellent. Expensive, but worth the extra cost over the United States.



So fortified, I saw the train ride though, and soon enough was settled into Belgium, enjoying some solitude and preparing myself for the adventures to come…

Exploring Baden-Baden

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Saturday, 27-July-2024


The day before, we hiked and explored the feywild, or at least the part of the feywild in Bad Urach, Germany. Today, we luxuriated in our adventure, soaking in the warmth and health of the primal hot springs of Friedrichsbad.

To get to the hot-springs, we went through the town of Baden-Baden – a tourist town by any definition, full of neat shops and lovely cafes.


The restaurants I sorted under the “Exploring Stuttgart” post, to keep things simple, so here I’ll just include the views of Baden-Baden. It was lovely, relaxing, and simple – two trains and a bus brought us here, and a bus followed by two trains brought us home to Stuttgart. We wandered, we snacked, and we enjoyed the pattering of rain – never quite enough to be a problem, but just enough to be noticeable and a slight worry. Thankfully, the Black Forest cake went a long ways to assuaging the concerns, and the beautiful flowers and views did a good job of assisting with the rest.

Hiking up the waterfalls of Bad Urach

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Friday, 26-July-2024


This isn’t your simple boring trail. This was a PREMIUM trail.

Said so on the signs, on Alltrails, and online… so it must be true, right? Right!

What does a “premium” trail mean, you may ask? Well, dear reader, that’s a very astute question! I’m so glad you asked. You see… I have no idea.

Was fun, though.



Kika, visiting in from Poland, and I had come up with a plan – a day of hiking, then a day of hot springs. We perused the options for hikes, and found this absolutely lovely gem of a hike fairly close to Stuttgart – at least, easily accessible by train, which was the key. The adventure was a double-header, thanks to that – not only was it a hike-adventure into the woods, but it was also a train-adventure, giving me one more piece of exposure to this weird European thing called “safe and reliable public transportation”.

I’d gotten slightly used to major rail lines by this point, of course, but the local trains were a different beast – as was navigating them. Thankfully Kika was along for the ride to help me out, and we safely charted our way from Stuttgart, out into the wildlands of Bad Urach. It was a near-thing, with a very closely-caught train, but we made it none-the-less, and soon enough were setting boots to gravel and heading up the trail.


It was gorgeous. Good views, excellent walking, and a mystical quality that’s completely lacking from North American trails.

Not that trails in the States aren’t magical, but… this is different. The trails and views of the Pacific Northwest are the raw power of nature – Rock golems and mountain giants. The trails of Bad Urach were mystical, speaking of the fey, kobolds, and long-lost memories. I mean, just look at the staircase with a waterfall running down it, or the constructed pools and ruins of ancient huts. A castle, lying in rubble, up on a nearby hill. It’s a story of natured tamed, and nature resurgent.

In short – it was magical and lovely.