raininspain
Well-Known Member
I was there too (showing my age, but who cares!).
My dad worked for British Rail but he wouldn't get me a free ticket, as I was supposed to be studying for my A-levels. So, I had to hitch-hike from Oostende to Vienna.
I set off on the Saturday and was in Nuremberg on Sunday evening, after a lift with some crazy German in a BMW who must have been doing 200 kms an hour down the autobahn. After nearly getting picked up by some gay barman in Nuremberg Station cafeteria, I managed to get in with some City fans in a clapped-out van and they took me all the way to Vienna.
Two days kipping on the same stone bench at the Westbahnhof. My back is still sore!
I bought a cheap ticket for the end behind the goals, but they let me through to where the rest of the blues were, down the side. I did, however, get hold of a few programmes!
It was pouring down and everyone got drenched. As far as the game is concerned, we were pretty much in control until they got one back and we had a few scary minutes.
It was getting too easy to win things then (League, FA Cup, League Cup and now this), so we never really had much doubt about it.
On the way back, I hitch-hiked out of Vienna in the snow, got a lift to Salzburg and then decided to jump the train back to Belgium. I locked myself in the bog for the best part of the night, but was back home on Friday evening.
Happy (Wet) Days!
My dad worked for British Rail but he wouldn't get me a free ticket, as I was supposed to be studying for my A-levels. So, I had to hitch-hike from Oostende to Vienna.
I set off on the Saturday and was in Nuremberg on Sunday evening, after a lift with some crazy German in a BMW who must have been doing 200 kms an hour down the autobahn. After nearly getting picked up by some gay barman in Nuremberg Station cafeteria, I managed to get in with some City fans in a clapped-out van and they took me all the way to Vienna.
Two days kipping on the same stone bench at the Westbahnhof. My back is still sore!
I bought a cheap ticket for the end behind the goals, but they let me through to where the rest of the blues were, down the side. I did, however, get hold of a few programmes!
It was pouring down and everyone got drenched. As far as the game is concerned, we were pretty much in control until they got one back and we had a few scary minutes.
It was getting too easy to win things then (League, FA Cup, League Cup and now this), so we never really had much doubt about it.
On the way back, I hitch-hiked out of Vienna in the snow, got a lift to Salzburg and then decided to jump the train back to Belgium. I locked myself in the bog for the best part of the night, but was back home on Friday evening.
Happy (Wet) Days!