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A bit about me: I am 22, female and moved to London about 1.5 years ago. I love 2 things very dearly: travelling and food. London is perfect for both

I try to escape my hectic work life (12-15 hours per weekday) once a month for a short weekend trip, typically Saturday morning to Sunday night. Easyjet is my dream come true in a sense. This series of trip reports will be talking about these weekends, before they become a blur inside my head. Keep in mind that they will sound very rushed, but well. Thats how weekend trips need to be!

There's plenty of time to sleep when you are dead - Benjamin Franklin

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We arrived at Amsterdam airport after an (EARLY) morning flight from London. Reaching the train ticket counters, we asked for a ticket to Amsterdam City Centre. The kind ticket officer said we should hurry to platform 3 as the train would be leaving in 5 minutes. We reached there in time, and got onto the train, after confirming with everybody around us that this was, indeed, the train to Amsterdam.

Now comes the fun bit - the train the ticket officer had been referring to was not this one. (or maybe he was in the mood for a joke). After one hour on the train, we began to wonder what was taking so long. 60-70% of the passengers were wondering the same thing, till one of the other 30-40% said that this train was in fact headed to *BERLIN* not Amsterdam!

After contemplating whether we just head there instead, we decided to get off at the next platform and turn around. Picture 200 people getting off a train in the middle of nowhere, to get onto the very next one By the time the ticket collector came to our seat, she said she did not need to look at our (wrong) ticket, as she had heard the story so many times already. A rather fun adventure We finally reached Amsterdam by about 11 am.