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Arriving back in Amsterdam, I collected my bags and managed to have time to grab a Starbucks before catching the train back to Eindhoven.  The train ride was quite empty, very quiet, so I sat and read my book.  And read.  And read.  And read.

I read until the train stopped, and didn't restart. 

Uh oh!

I look out the window, and the train is in a rail yard!  I guess I was so engrossed in my book, I missed Eindhoven station!

Luckily, Eindhoven is the last stop, and the rail yard is just a few hundred meters from the station, so I figured I'd find the conductor on the train, explain that I "slept through" the stop, and ask how to walk back to town.  Well...easier said than done!  Not a soul on the train.  I grab my bags and make it to the very last car, and didn't see anyone!  I open the last door of the train and lean out...there's a few guys talking outside the train two tracks over so I call out and explain what happenned to them.  Luckily, that train is leaving in 5 minutes for EIndhoven station to begin the return run to Schipol, so I jump off the train and climb onto the other and take the short trip back to the station and walk home to do some much needed laundry and start blogging...