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“Mummy, I really want to go bed” is a sentence that I’d never heard uttered by my nine-year-old son, until this journey. He had been gripped by wild excitement ever since boarding the OBB NightJet sleeper train in Amsterdam. Admiring our cabin, and the bunk bed he would be sleeping in, it took him all of 20 seconds to decide that this would be the greatest adventure in the world.
I could see his point; we were all a little excited about our first journey travelling overnight by train. It was early spring and our family of four were…