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Bratislava - Brno - Havličkův Brod - Chotěboř

That morning it started to snow again. Fine layers of white dust-like snow was covering the world in a thin almost transparent skin. On the way back home, something that seemed like a snowstorm was shaking the train once in a while even. From Havličkův Brod on, the snowing had stopped and suddenly the air got thinner, with a faint blue tint in the grey cover. Though the temperatures were still -7 to -9˚C, the wind was dropping and it felt comfortable walking the last stretch.