Planes, trains …

At the end of August, Mrs Mabbsonsea and I celebrated 25 years of marriage with a short trip to Berlin. We first met there in 1989, spending two weeks on the same volunteer team. It was just three months before the Berlin Wall fell in November that year and we have wanted to re-visit for some time and see how the city has changed.

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The Brandenburg Gate

What people seem to be finding hard to believe, as we bore them with our holiday stories, is that we travelled there by train. Not part of the way, but all the way. And back. Who would do such a thing? It cost two or three times as much as air travel and took much longer – about 14 hours, door-to-door.

Flying uses a lot more fuel per km than trains, short flights more so as a greater proportion of the journey is take-off and landing. For that reason, I have decided not to fly. I have been thinking about the givens we work with. For many in my society, their non-negotiable given is that they should be able to do what they want (if they can afford it, and if not, get it on credit). Two examples: they should be able to travel where they want and they should be able to use as much electricity as they want when they want it. But what if the non-negotiable given is the chemistry of the atmosphere? For that to be non-negotiable, other compromises will need to be made, which may be costly. I am lazy and a product of my culture and I don’t make enough of those compromises, but one thing I am doing is not flying.

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The Reichstag

Travelling by train from Brighton to Berlin, changing in London, Brussels and Koln, gave us a sense of the distance we were travelling. Through the window of the train (except when we were in the Channel Tunnel) we could see how we were moving across the earth. A high-speed train distorts this a bit because I don’t have much of a reference point for what 250 km/h really means, but this sense of place and movement was enhanced on the outward journey because the high speed train broke down. We had to board a slow train at Brussels and travel for an hour and a half through Belgium. At Verviers, buses had been laid on which took us on an extraordinarily scenic tour through the Ardennes to Aachen. There we caught another slow train to Koln. None of the sense of the distances or the grandeur of the countryside or the width of the River Rhein, or views of the cathedrals at Koln or Aachen (where Charlemagne was crowned Holy Roman Emperor in 800), would have happened from a plane. Nor would a nostalgic glimpse of the Schwebebahn, Wuppertal’s historic suspended monorail, which I rode during a school trip in 1980. I think a train goes too fast for my soul to keep up, but it is a whole lot less disconnected from reality than an aeroplane.

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Memorial to the Jewish people killed in the Holocaust

Berlin is a long way from here. I think that length of journey is about my limit. So there is a lot of the world I will never see, even if I manage to cobble together enough leave at some point to do a more complex expedition. Part of me feels a bit sad about that, but then even without my flying ban, I couldn’t visit everywhere. I read recently that Jesus lived a fulfilled life without seeing the Grand Canyon. Our greedy consumption of as much oil as we can afford has removed many of the limits to our expectations, but like most over-consumption, it doesn’t seem to have made us happier or better people. Perhaps it is time that we put some limits back on what we will do individually, in order that the limits might be expanded on the chances of the world having a flourishing future.

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Berlin Wall Memorial Park

We loved our trip to Berlin. It’s a fabulous city, with so much thought-provoking and interesting history, incredible architecture and with a great big wood in the middle of it. I’d recommend a visit … but only if you travel there by train!

 

9 thoughts on “Planes, trains …”

  1. Having done it very recently, I can heartily recommend Slovenia by train as well – which would give you the delights of Ljubljana and, if you take a bus or another train, Lake Bled etc! I admire your no-flying commitment and have made only a partial step in that direction by saying that I won’t take commercial flights other than to visit family. This is a bit of a cop-out, allowing for a possible trip (by RAF Transport flight) to the Falklands in the next couple of years. If I get the chance I might also break my self-imposed limits by taking – for the second time – the world’s shortest scheduled flight from Westray to Papa Westray in the Orkneys! My current challenge is to add takeaway cups to bottled water as items I will not use 🙂

    1. Thanks, Nicky. I think I would have to re-cast the line if I had close family living far away. I wonder if it doesn’t matter so much what steps someone takes to reduce their impact on the earth, because one thing will lead to more once you start thinking about it, so we’ll each make our own path but together get there in the end

  2. Love this line: ‘Perhaps it is time that we put some limits back on what we will do individually, in order that the limits might be expanded on the chances of the world having a flourishing future.’ I too don’t fly any more. But we let our 16 year-old daughter fly last year – that reminds me, I still need to off-set that with Climate Stewards. Not the solution, but better than not doing anything, I think.

    1. Many sentences stood out for me in this excellent post. I loved the sentences Ruth picked and also: “For many in my society, their non-negotiable given is that they should be able to do what they want (if they can afford it, and if not, get it on credit). Two examples: they should be able to travel where they want and they should be able to use as much electricity as they want when they want it.” When I read your posts I feel less alone and slightly more hopeful. I, too, love train travel for all the reasons you listed. Please keep thinking and feeling and living and posting!!!

    2. Thanks, Ruth. I think everyone has to work out for themselves where the lines fall in their situation. I have so many compromises, I would hate to come over as if I were telling anyone off

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