A Lomographic 30 hour trip to the holy grail of all things photography, Photokina 2010! Check out Lomodirk’s retelling of his train travel times, and how he found the trip to be like! Instax photos of the area and in-betweens abound!
To travel cheaply as possible was the only term and so no one was available for a car, we decided for the train and their countries and weekend offers. Cheap is obviously good, but even the use of the fast connections is prohibited. After an extensive search of the timetables we had only this one, our best so called best connection.
Friday night we started by train from Nuremberg direction Photokina to spend the saturday at the world’s largest photography fair.
With the so called Bavaria ticket, we started on the first stage. But shortly before our first transfer point Ansbach the train stopped and an announcement informed us that the train will arrive late in Ansbach. With a transfer time of 7 minutes we got a bit nervous. We made the next train straight and went on to Würzburg. There, we had a slightly longer stay of nearly a half an hour, the next train to Aschaffenburg was thus not to miss. In Aschaffenburg, we had to pull a ticket from the machine quickly, as the border from Bavaria to Hesse blocked us to our next destination Frankfurt am Main.
In Frankfurt we had 5 hours, to test the long exposure capabilities of our cameras, since at some point trains have to sleep sometimes as well. As Frankfurt main railway station awakes slowly, we had to leave for our next stop Gießen to pick up another lomographer at dawn there. Not ten minutes later we already left Gießen for Cologne. Shortly before nine clock in the morning in Cologne we were not the only ones at Domplatte. The Antifa accumulates to a demo, if the scouts want to go there too? And all the police officers, but certainly not only because of the Fur Free Cologne demonstration. Many photographers rush the slowly awakening city. Quick spartan breakfast thrown in, and then over to the fair.
The approximately six hours to the journey home will be well used. But lomographers agree mostly, so the path led us through the halls with a few stops directly to Lomography. Even if not agreed, but then you meet a few lomographers that one has not seen since last photokina or even longer. Throughout our stay at the Lomography booth we enjoyed the lomowalls, music, Hairy Harry and the deck chairs. But somehow we had to start through the remaining halls slowly on the way home.
Directly from the station at the fair we went to Koblenz, where we split the train to Frankfurt am Main with drunken happily celebrating fans of the Offenbach Kickers. Their chants, due to the alcohol consumption was no longer assigned to the German language, accompanied us on the beautiful Rhine River till we entered the main station in Frankfurt. There, we said goodbye to our picked up lomographer and went straight on the road to Würzburg.
Also in this train we were not spared of chanting football fans, but they were outnumbered and most of the time behaved accordingly quiet. Nevertheless, the train was accompanied by police officers and so we had to, after a long time of unremarkable life, identify ourselves. In Würzburg we then changed the train again and so did the football fans as well. Our illustrious troupe then mixed now with a pack of party animals, which got with us to Nuremberg’s main railway station.
Meanwhile it had become Sunday, I just wanted to get home. But I’m already looking forward to it in two years again but then maybe the plane or at least a fast connection.