Travelling Europe by Train: Italy, France, Spain and Portugal

Two weeks along the Mediterranean by train, trying to reproduce the old-school Interrail trip feeling, minus the dormitories (mostly).

Stops

Night Train to Genoa

The first leg of a two week trip from Vienna to Lisbon. An ÖBB Nightjet to Italy, then a long first day exploring the rugged, multi-dimensional old town of Genoa.

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Train to Cannes

One more morning in Genoa, then off to Cannes. Except I boarded the wrong train and ended up half way to Turin before I noticed.

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Cannes

A full day in Cannes. Covered markets, a botanical garden, the Palais des Festivals on an open doors day, and a sunset to round it off.

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Train to Montpellier

Train day to Montpellier with a two hour delay in Marseille, ending in the strangely deserted Antigone quarter after dark.

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Montpellier

A lively, almost Oxford-like Montpellier in the morning, an evening train to Barcelona, and a windowless hotel room in the Gothic Quarter.

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Barcelona

One day in Barcelona was nowhere near enough. Sagrada Família, Modernisme tile facades, Sant Pau, and the beach at Barceloneta, all crammed into a hop on hop off afternoon.

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Valencia Day One

Spain bites back. Every hotel in Valencia is booked out and I end up in a hostel dorm. After a wander through the Jardín del Turia and the Ciutat de les Arts, I learn the hard way that Spaniards eat dinner later than I'd like.

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Valencia Day Two

A second loop through Valencia, a more central hotel, and an extremely nervous waiter filleting a whole fish at my table.

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Seville Day One

A fast train almost via Madrid lands me in Seville by lunch. Some hand washed laundry later, I luck into Alcázar tickets and spend the afternoon picking my jaw off the floor.

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Seville Day Two

Plaza de España and the leftover pavilions from the 1929 World's Fair, then a slow afternoon and dinner in the courtyard of Corral del Agua.

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Seville Day Three

Three days in, the trip catches up with me. No cathedral tickets to be had, but a ridiculous Columbus statue and a roof walk over Setas de Sevilla still do the trick.

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Lisbon Day One: Bus Ride from Seville

No direct trains between Spain and Portugal, so it's a Flixbus to Lisbon. Loud, WiFi-less, and exhausting. A rooftop glass of wine at Igreja da Graça more than makes up for it.

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Lisbon Day Two

Postcards by the Tagus, a Lime bike misadventure out to the Belém Tower, two botanical gardens, and another sunset from Miradouro do Monte Agudo.

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Lisbon Day Three

A last full day wandering Lisbon's hills. Still mad I never got the photo of a yellow tram climbing one.

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Back to Vienna

A pastel de nata breakfast, a chemical smelling Swiss Air flight via Geneva, and an involuntary checked bag.

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Tools

To book the trains I mostly relied on The Train Line, which takes away the hassle of downloading, registering and learning every national train line. One app to book in every country. When you’re in a pinch it even allows you to book Flixbus connections. The only flaws I could find:

To find hotels I used everybody’s favourite monopolist and had no problems apart from Valencia where for one night the whole town was totally booked out.

Verdict

I like this way of travelling — spontaneous, flexible — but it can get tough with attractions that need pre-planning. I was surprised that one night in Seville was completely booked out. I also didn’t distribute my time well; I’d now always leave as early in the morning as possible, since it’s hard to enjoy a half day when a full trip lies ahead.