6 - Freiburg-Amsterdam

It is a seven-hour trip to Amsterdam.  Stops at Bonn, Cologne, Dusseldorf, as well at towns of which I have never heard of before – life must happen in those places too.  Perhaps even important battles had been fought there too.  My lack of knowledge relegates these places into obscurity.  Even now, having ridden in a train which passed through them, my refusal to allocate space in my memory to these places undoes their existence. 

Trains stop longer at bigger towns.  Except at the little town of Emmerich.  The train stays here longer than in Cologne.

Seven hours of indeterminable expanse of green after another.  Finally, a windmill.  We must be in the Netherlands now.  More consecutive vowels in signs too.