With the train running late. Nervously hoping my next train will not leave without me. I forcefully opened the train door, hopped off and rushed to my next train. In the nick of time I found my train. The train was of a lower end of scale compared to the first one.
Throughout the train ride I was looking out the window not because of the view as it was very late in the evening. I had to keep an eye on the station signs and make sure I did not miss my stop.
With the train slowing approaching my stop, Antwerp, I had to find a way to call the family friend that was picking me up. I asked a girl near by if I may borrow her cellphone to call. She had no clue what I was saying but pointing to a phone number did help.
With a short conversation on the phone, I found the family friend.
Of all the train stations I have seen to date, Antwerp has the best one.
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