Our next place to go was Łódź. Here we accidentally sat in the first class section. The nice old mon whom you don't see helped us talk to the train people when they were trying to tell us we were in the wrong section. Apparently they were afraid people would think we were trying to bride them or something...I was confused.

In the second class train we moved to some guy kept trying to talk to us in German. He'd ask us where we were from (in german) and then I'd say, "I'm American, I don't speak German." and he's say, "Ohh, You're Swiss." It was very interesting.