I'm a simple emigrant, and doichebanu won't surprise me

If all of Germany's speed gone into the autobahns, then Deutsche Bahn is responsible for all the spontaneity in the country. I'm sure it's precisely thanks to it that many people learned to adapt their plans quickly and without panic. A few days ago I wanted to get to Cologne, but my train didn't arrive. Advance notice? Who needs it! Show up at the station and see that the train decided not to stop in Frankfurt—that's more fun. In the end I headed to Düsseldorf so that all further logistics wouldn't crumble. But such surprises weren't always the norm. In distant 2019 I went home and, to save money, bought tickets from Berlin. At five in the morning I boarded a train in Frankfurt. That night I didn't sleep and I quickly fell asleep on the train. I wake up at some point and realize that we aren't moving. I check the app, and the arrival time changed from 10:30 to 12. I'm in shock, wondering what's going on? I ask people, they say our engine has broken, nobody knows anything and we can only wait. I quickly calculated my options and realized there was really nothing to do — we were standing in the middle of fields somewhere unknown, you can't even call a taxi. And only about three hours later another train came for us. We swapped, sat in it for another half hour, and finally we left. And people clapped! Do you understand how unusual that whole situation was at the time? I had a through ticket to Tyumen with a transfer in Moscow. I was almost certainly not going to make the flight to Moscow. I started checking new tickets, but none of them connected with my second flight and they cost as much as 9,000 rubles (back then it seemed expensive 😅). I started looking at what other airports were along the way. It turned out we were approaching Leipzig, and from there a plane to Moscow would depart very soon, the ticket could still be bought and it cost only 3600. I bought the ticket immediately, thinking I would deal with the rest as it came. I jumped off the train at the station, first time in Leipzig, quickly looked for how to get to the airport and realized that my metro was about to depart and it would take only 10 minutes. I had no idea how to buy the right metro ticket, there was no time to figure it out. I rush into a carriage and straight away hide with all my bags in the bathroom. I ran to the check-in desk; online check-in, of course, wasn't available, since I had only bought the ticket 15 minutes ago. Meanwhile a court had forced them to cancel paid check-in at the airport, but starting tomorrow. I had to pay 25 euros, and the guy was like “I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry” and gave me a seat with extra space. I said, it's all right, it's not the worst thing that's happened today, we laughed. Already on the plane, someone didn't show up for the flight and we waited until their baggage was pulled back out. And I had exactly 35 minutes for my layover in Moscow. I think, I definitely won't make it. I sprint to the transit in Moscow, there everything is closed and there's no one. I shout to the whole hall: “Could someone watch my documents?!”. A woman comes out, turns on everything: lights, belts, computer. She says to me: “Come on, run all the bags through the belt and run, don't take anything out of them, whatever.” I run to passport control, there too everything is closed, I shout again “could someone check my documents!”. The same woman comes out again, quickly lets me through. And I finally sprinted and managed to board my plane to Tyumen and exhale. When I returned to FRA, I got an apology letter from Deutsche Bahn and a box of handmade chocolates! Can you imagine? If they did that now – they would go bankrupt just on the chocolates. 😅 #curiosities