Now, in my previous post, I mentioned that the derailed Trenitalia train brought down a catenary with it. This in turn tripped power to the Lucerne train station, besides smashing through a set of tracks as well. Damage like this isn’t easy to fix, and there was no way the station could open just a day after the incident.
So, lost and blind, I turned to the Internet. This particular post highlighted 2 possible alternatives to get to Geneva: Emmenbrucke and Sursee.
However, the user who posted it also noted the uncertainty regarding the replacement services that SBB was running. And with Luzern Bahnhof still shut, I elected to go the safe way: Back to Zurich and down to Geneva from there.
So it was back the same way I came back from Zurich yesterday: Bus to Ebikon, S1 to Rotkreuz and a train to Zurich. From there, it was just a matter of spotting the right train on the platforms and hopping on it.
Oddly, when I was waiting for the lift to take me down to the hotel lobby for check out, the alarm for the room right next to the elevator went off. At first I didn’t recognize the odd tone as a fire alarm, and just like stupidly stood there wondering what on earth was that alarm. Was it my phone? It wasn’t until a couple housekeeping staff on the same floor rushed past and told me that it was the fire alarm and ushered me down the stairs did I know what was going on. Switzerland had definitely been interesting for me so far: a derailment, taking the wrong train and a fire alarm going off right next to me…
And of course, the weather over Lucerne and Rigi was clear and perfect today. Of course…
From Zurich, the train to Geneva will bypass Lucerne entirely, avoiding the mess that’s down there. Eventually, the train would call at about half a dozen stations, including Bern and Lausanne.
At a little past noon, I was feeling a little hungry and thus I went in search of the restaurant coach. It was a few coaches down from the one that I was in, but I did see the attendant roll by with his cart a couple times before.
Choices were pretty limited, but I went with the Pasta Bolognese. It’s not too shabby for a train meal, but it was dry and on the bland side of tastes. But hey, it’s still food, though it ain’t cheap either. 15.9 CHF for a plate of pasta and some bread on a paper plate with plastic utensils.
After lunch, it was back to gazing out of the windows!
Next stop: Geneva!