Interrail vs Eurail in 2026: The Honest Train Travel Guide
The night train from Vienna pulled into Venice at 6:47 a.m. with the lagoon already pink. My Interrail pass was tucked into a passport sleeve with reservation receipts for six different operators, and I had spent maybe forty seconds at any border. That trip — eleven countries in nineteen days — is the version of European rail travel the marketing emails sell you. The other version, the one nobody puts on Instagram, is the morning I missed a mandatory TGV reservation in Lyon and watched my pass become a pretty piece of cardboard for six hours. ...