Germany                An Incident in Weißenfels          6 January 2025


   Today, while heading to Leipzig via Weißenfels railway station, I
   found myself in quite an interesting situation.  As I was standing on
   the platform, a rather confused-looking man approached me.  His
   internet wasn't working, and he couldn't figure out how to get to the
   town of Mücheln.  As it turned out, he didn't speak either German or
   English - only Turkish.  Funnily enough, exactly a year ago, I was in
   precisely the same predicament myself, only at Bitterfeld station,
   and I had to sort it out on my own.

   I explained to the fellow that any train to Merseburg would do, such
   as the one heading towards Halle.  From there, he'd need to change to
   the S11, which would take him to Mücheln.  My train to Leipzig was
   scheduled right after the Halle-bound one, so I waited with him until
   his train arrived.  When he asked if this was the right train for
   him, I confirmed it was spot on.  We said our goodbyes, and
   afterwards, I was left with a peculiar feeling - a sort of surreal
   sensation.  Perhaps it's because I'm approaching my one-year
   anniversary of living in Germany.





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