'Euro-railing' was huge when Neil was still fashionable. You packed six t-shirts, three pairs of pants and left your parents for five weeks without a mobile phone or any plan, and headed for ... well, Europe. Sleeping on benches in stations didn't sound glamorous and was an awful lot worse in reality, especially when some Yugoslavian man pushed a broom in your face at two 'o'clock in the morning and (presumably) asked you to leave in Serbo-Croatian. Then they invented drugs and we all stayed at home for the summer. Students and travel have always gone together, like flies and picnics.