Or should that be planes, buses and vans? I flew back into Prague and planned to meet Mr G at our next destination, Karlovy Vary, a spa town 100km from the Czech Capital.

I was feeling smugly organised having bought my train ticket online and arrived at the train station with ample time to spare. Which was a good thing, because like a total travel numpty I’d actually booked a ticket for a sort of Czech Mega Bus from a completely different station. A hasty- and rather panicky -relocation and I made it onto the coach with minutes to spare.

The bus ticket was £7 including wifi and all the hot chocolate and coffee you could drink. It was an absolute bargain price for a clean coach with comfy seats that got me to Karlovy Vary in under two hours, ahead of schedule. Who needs trains anyway?

During our #icecoldinistanbul journey, we’ve planned to spend some nights in hotels or Airbnbs to enjoy a hot bath/restore body and mind/stop me and Mr G killing each other. The first night was in the Grand Hotel Pupp, a rather fabulous and historic spa hotel . It was pre-planned and booked (honestly!) and had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that it was snowing as we pulled into Karlovy Vary. When, oh when, will spring come to central Europe?